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Tonight's Poet Corner: Introspection

Tonight, it's time for me as a writer to (what else?) be a bit reflective and just a little bit mopey. Don't worry, this is just a little thing I'll do now and again to give you updates on my life as well as my current thoughts on writing and the literary/artistic world. And I'll also be recommending things for tonight such as a book, a poet, a type of music, etc. It'll be fun!  So being a recent college graduate, I've been struggling to find work in California. Big shocker, I know, but I've been job hunting for nearly three months now, and I've been searching for everything from classified education jobs to retail to office support to even an amusement train driver job at the mall. Yep...you read that right...I said an amusement train driver. Thank you, Craigslist. To tell you the truth, in August, I had high hopes. I was able to snag six interviews in a week and a half. That was pretty intense. And most of the interviews seemed to go really well. T

Friday's Whims of the Time Traveler 1.0: October 21st, 2010

Breakfast Ninja by Belinda Roddie Brace yourself! It's speeding toward you At ninety miles per hour Spinning three hundred sixty degrees. Toast between your teeth. You turn the corner and you're immediately assaulted by two flying waffles shaped like stars. This would be a lot more tolerable if you were armed with a fork. There's the table. Sit down. Now. Katana slices butter for you. Strawberry jam makes for a less gory meal. You let the dust settle quite literally on the kitchen floor with morning's casualties bleeding on your plate. "Don't forget," a disconnected voice resounds as if from every wall. "I'll be back in time to make you lunch." The work you see here has not been edited nor altered since October 21st, 2010.

Today's OneWord: Pouch

"A satchel?" "Yeah?" "That's what you call it? A satchel." He wrinkled his nose. "Well, it's not a purse." "I know it's not. It's a pouch." "A pouch? That's what kangaroos have." "That's right...and you've got one, too," I said before teasingly adding, "Mister Kangaroo." That was enough to get his eyes narrowed into javelins of green.