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The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Let’s Write
The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim Let’s Write
Book One: Syrise Swiftblade, The Dark Brotherhood
Book One: Syrise Swiftblade- The Dark Brotherhood
Chapter One
Shipwrecked
“Captain’s Log Star-date 92920.08: StoutZulu Gaming reporting. I know, normally I play Minecraft and you cats, and kids get to sit back, relax and watch as I fumble around in my storage system while I’m trying to build something cool. Today, however, we’ve got a…
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Reblog in 10 seconds and $1700 will come your way
I have nothing to lose and 1700$ to gain
I want both a cat and $1700
The Iron Mile: A Serial Blogvel This is a mock post for an assignment for my SNHU Graduate course MFA-604 Eventually it will be real, as I do intend on writing a novel to serialize on my blog called The Iron Mile.
That moment of sudden inspiration... when you’re trying to sleep 😫 #writerslife https://www.instagram.com/p/BquTUueBtPK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ghwzjbc5lw2z
The Poet: It’s Been Six Days
The Poet: It’s Been Six Days
It’s been six days, Days not a word was written, My life is a massive hectic maze, I don’t even have time to pet my kitten.
That’s not entirely true, I tend to exaggerate quite a bit, To seem like the hours are too few, I really do sound like a twit.
I haven’t done jack for a week, And, I did it by choice, A choice I regret as the outlook is bleak, It’s like I’ve given up my voice.
I would make a…
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The Poet: Learning
Learning, learning something new, Every day I always do, It helps me see things in a different hue, And, expands the bounds of what I know.
Write what you know they always say, What I know is really boring, kay? I don’t fly around and shoot a space ray, I sit at a keyboard and tip tap my life away.
But, this life is the most fulfilling, It’s the reader’s heart I’m stealing, Giving their soul a…
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The Poet: My Brain is Totally Blank
The Poet: My Brain is Totally Blank
My brain is totally blank, I can’t think of a single thing, I’m only trying to be frank, Rather than go out on a wing.
I’ve got lots of writing to do, My first fantasy novel will be published June 18th, The 204th anniversary of the Battle of Waterloo, It’s a military fantasy about the navy and marines.
I need the covers designed, So much logistical crap, I’ll just have to stick my nose to the…
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The Poet: I’m a Terrible Human Being
The Poet: I’m a Terrible Human Being
I’m a terrible human being, I missed my post yesterday, I can’t believe what I’m seeing, I broke my streak at 8 days.
It’s horrible, I know, But I shall survive, I’ll come back better, I’ll grow, For today my streak I will revive.
I’ll go more than 8 days this time, Don’t believe me, just watch me do it, Not doing it would be one serious crime, And I have to show off my wonderful wit.
Self-deprec…
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The Poet: Getting Motivated
The Poet: Getting Motivated
I’ve written about instant gratification before, But, now I want to publish an unwritten novel, I’m not even sure how that idea got out the door, Much less build and fortify its own little hovel.
Here I’m thinking I can be a great writer, When setting down to write is near impossible to do, The burden on my shoulders doesn’t get any lighter, When I have too many ideas to view.
Motivation is near…
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The Poet: Playing a Game
The Poet: Playing a Game
Playing a game, It’s all good, A game just the same, There is nothing I forbid.
A game with cards and dice, Real strategy is involved, It’s my one and only vice, Though it’s often unresolved.
The game of life, It’s a bitch, Give me the knife, And, try not to twitch.
Now that you’ve seen my face, I must send you to outer space.
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Follow along with my peculiar brand of insanity: ht…
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The Poet: Five Day Streak
The Poet: Five Day Streak
This is my favorite notification, A little reminder I’m doing my best, A victory to help drive my motivation, Seeing as there’s no time for rest.
I’ve got so many other things to do, It’s nice to know when I’ve got a victory, It makes me feel all shiny and new, Roll out the big artillery.
And now I’m about to go to sleep, And ruin my five day streak, I don’t want to slide down to deep, I will not…
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The Poet: Super Sonnet Sunday: Everything But the Kitchen Sink
The Poet: Super Sonnet Sunday: Everything But the Kitchen Sink
Mother Nature is like me, Quite bipolar, just for a start, Temps in the eighties one day, from it I only want to flee, The next is thirty-nine, your breath comes in clouds to wave away.
And, now the poem will shift, A neat little segue, To love being the world’s most beautiful gift, Assigning a ten thousand word essay.
What does an essay have to do with love, Everything! If it’s an essay on Romeo…
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The Poet: My Belly’s Full
The Poet: My Belly’s Full
My belly’s full, Now seems like the perfect time to sleep, But, there’s so much work to push and pull, I don’t have time to settle down and drift down deep.
My homework is done, That is true, But, I have to write a metric ton, If I ever want to bid my day job adieu.
My eyelids grow heavy, And, heavier still, I’ve a burden of dreams to carry, But it all amounts to nil.
And now the decision must be…
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The Poet: To Smoke Or…
The Poet: To Smoke Or…
I’m now found in a very tight spot, A smoker am I, a great fan of nicotine, But, you see, the habit is costing me a yacht, And, minus the cost, it’s a health guillotine.
Once, long ago, I said: “You have to die some way”, My opinion has changed since then, I’ve seen the way cigarettes strip you fully away, I don’t want to be caught in its murderous pen.
Quitting then is the only decision, I’ve got…
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The Poet: Money, Money, Money
The Poet: Money, Money, Money
In this world of horrific capitalism, One need stands above all others, It’s nigh as omnipotent as radicalism, Keeping us hidden up under the covers.
Want to self-actualize, do you? Good luck with that quest in this hellish climate, It’s difficult for all, save for a few, Those with the money to keep nice and private.
We may dream that love makes the world go round, It’s a falsehood, Money powers…
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The Poet: Do You Believe in the Beauty of Your Dreams?
The Poet: Do You Believe in the Beauty of Your Dreams?
Do you believe in the beauty of your dreams? It’s said the future belongs to those who do, That beauty is a goal to reach for it seems, Beauty as bright as morning dew.
I feel I fail at reaching for this goal, Procrastination rules my mind with an iron fist, It is the beauty that it stole, Carrying it off in an impenetrable mist.
I want to believe in the beauty, I want to hold it close, Reaching…
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