Dynamite Dan

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Creative writing challenge Day 2: Think of three people in your life. Give your character the hair and laugh of person 1, the face and bedroom of person 2, and the wardrobe and mannerisms of person 3. This is your new protagonist. Feel free to give him or her any other characteristics you'd like. Give us an idea of who your character is by describing only the first 60 seconds of the character's day.

The alarm on my phone rings at full volume, I reach up above my head to the cabinet space where my phone is plugged into its charger, the sound is deafening...another hangover. The alarm stops but I am unsure as to whether I canceled the alarm or merely hit snooze. I only have ten minutes to get up and get dressed for morning P.T., I run my fingers through thick, charcoal black hair wondering if five more minutes of sleep is worth the ass chewing I would get from SSgt. From across the room I can hear my roommate stumbling in the darkness, I tell him to turn on the lights and he replies with “no shit fag”, I let out a short but powerful chuckle. I sit up and can feel the bags under my eyes trying to touch the floor, my whole face feels like it’s going to slide right off. There is someone banging on the door to my room, a member of my platoon making sure everyone is awake and on time, I better get dressed quick.

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Creative writing challenge day 1: Take us through a written walk down your street and take us to your favorite place through the eyes of somebody else.

Mckees Rock Lane, that’s what the street sign read. There was an old weather beaten sign that had “River Bridge” in foliage green lettering with an off white background, presumably the name that was given to the neighborhood by the land developer. The paint on the sign was chipping away, exposing the cheap plywood that was used for its construction. We were there house hunting, currently living in California, we thought the south might be a nice place to raise our children. We parked our car at the top of the street and began walking down the road, all the houses seemed to be built off of two or three base models with only slight differences between them. They were each three levels with two car garages and stairs leading up to the front door which was on the center level. It seemed like a cozy and friendly neighborhood. There was a man walking opposite of us with his husky, he waved politely and went on his way. As we got near the bottom of the street there was a street to the right and a cul-de-sac dead ahead. We turn right onto the next street and see more houses with the same base model design, another street going up hill to the right but we didn’t feel up to the hike so we keep forward. Behind the houses to the left of us we can see what appears to be some forest, we could hear running water in the distance. We keep walking, working up a sweat in the humidity. Coming up on our right there is yet another street going up hill, in front of us a school bus pulls up to the corner of the street and stops to let out some children who seem to be in middle school. They seem well mannered as one of them gives us a smile and a wave when they notice us. The houses begin to change style, they must have used a new design for this part of the neighborhood. We come up to a bend in the road and walk along it, it turns right toward the main road again. There is a bridge over what looks like to be a small river to the left just outside the neighborhood. Feeling adventurous we decide to see what’s under there. As we get closer to the bridge we notice the ground underneath is littered with cigarette butts and what look like torn wrapping papers, probably from high school kids going under there to smoke with out being noticed. The river is shallow and clear, but wide enough to skip rocks. There is graffiti on the support beams with “Lindsey and Zak forever” along “Zak is gay”, there must have been some romantic tension there. We head back to our car to escape the heat and leave to our next stop.

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fire is so pure, capable of both creation and destruction. it’s so beautiful.

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The love of my life that ruined my life

Every morning I wake up and have to convince myself that I don’t love her anymore and every night she haunts me in my dreams. I still find my mind drifting toward her when I’m not paying attention. There are mornings when my first thought is to text her good morning. She betrayed me in a way I never thought she would or could. I loved her unconditionally for 4 years, we were never steady, always on again off again but even during our time apart I thought only of her. I proposed to her on a lake in a canoe, I was trying to reenact that scene from the notebook. It’s her favorite movie. We were engaged for a month before she called it all off because she couldn’t handle the distance, I’m in military so I am stationed away from home. It’s only an 8 hour drive or an hour and a half flight but I guess I wasn’t worth the travel. She went back to her ex as she always did and I waited for another opportunity as I always did. The next time I came home was during christmas and I’m ashamed to say that I was hooking up with her while her boyfriend was out of town for work. I didn’t see her again for 7 months, I came home during my pre-deployment leave and she was single, we talked about getting back together and making it work this time. She assured me that she wanted to be with me and was willing to make the effort. In a rather embarrassing turn of drunken events I was shot in the chest in a friends apartment. She spent almost every day with me while I was in the hospital, tending to my needs even when I was being an ass. Maybe the way I treated her while I was injured pushed her away, I’ll never know. I was embarrassed and my pride had been hurt, I couldn’t take care of myself and I lashed out at those around me. Maybe I share the blame for what came next. I returned to base for further treatment and she drove with my mother to bring me back. She had told me the night before that we couldn’t be together, but she wanted to keep up appearances around my mother so I played along. All the while dying on the inside. About a week after I had returned to base she told me that she had been spending a lot of time with my step brother, which I was not a fan of because I know him well. But she continued to spend more and more time with him assuring me that nothing was going to happen. She told me she would come visit me, she never did, then I learned that was in the same state as me on vacation with him but didn’t tell me or ask to come see me. I stopped talking to them both for a while because I was so angry. 2 or 3 weeks go by and I get a phone call from an unknown number, it’s her ex, he tells me that she is pregnant with my step brothers child. She called me shortly after and confirmed it. I since have had no contact with any of them, I don’t want them in my life. I still hear things from friends and family though, a few weeks later I was told that she miscarried and they broke up. I know I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help but to feel relieved and contempt with the good news. I still haven’t talked to any of them and I don’t plan to. Although I have heard that she is back with the same ex again. Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. Well I’m done being insane, I hold no resentment toward them but I would never want them in my life again and yet I can’t stop thinking of her. I guess I still love her in some twisted way

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This is my first post ever, most likely no one is going to see this since I don’t have any followers. I thought this would be as good a time as any to start posting my thoughts, etc. Being single has really hit me hard, today especially being christmas eve and not being with my family or friends has put me in a funky mood. I’ve been drinking alone all night just trying to cheer myself up and it has brought me to this. My zodiac sign is Pisces and I do find some value in that, not that it defines me completely but there is truth to some characteristic qualities that belong to my zodiac sign. I am an extremely introverted person, not that I’m shy, it just takes time for me to become comfortable around people. Hopefully if I post on here more often it will help with that even though no one is reading this. I’ve heard that the best way to write is to write for yourself so that’s what I plan to do here.