So my mentor, Dr. Shea...who told me he was leaving the university said that to become a better writer you have to write everyday. Write anything that comes to mind. I am taking his advise and started a new blog. A blog of short stories and other shit that I will write about.

But you can also see what I'm up to at my main blog.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Assignment #1

Assignment #1:
Write about a moment, a sudden moment of change. Change: meaning of realization that the world around you has change. Example: A little happy girl playing running, and then tripping. Write about her falling and how the her world is changed with pain.

2 pages, double spaced.

On a late drenched lazy Saturday afternoon, there laid Adam’s lifeless body with the television turned on projecting the baseball game. It has seemed as if Adam himself was liquefied on the couch, every part of his body filled the groves on the couch. The rain that was tapping on the nearby window had a hypnotic effect on him. The day was actually preplanned a few days ago by his wife Rebecca. Rebecca had planned to get the mountain of clutter out of the garage and to systematically organize it for the upcoming street garage sale that was allowed two times out of the year due to the neighborhood home owners associations polices. Rebecca came down the stairs in what looked like to be a super hero crime fighting outfit, but this outfit was tailored to fight clutter that was left by negligence over time. Using her superpowers she revived Adam from his deep slumber and manipulated his mind in agreement to start the cleaning process. But before he would start, he grabbed his headset and turned to the station that was airing the baseball game. Just as he had lost all hope in his team winning the game, a sudden change in fate. It was the bottom of the ninth. Visitor 5, Home 4. Number 5 on third, Number 7 on first. Two outs, two balls. A third ball. Then the hit. The ball rocketed to the far left. Foul Adam thought. But no, it was in the line and it went deep in to the green! The opposing team’s left fielder dropped the ball as soon as he caught it. Third to home! 5 to 5! The left fielder overthrew the ball to short stop, first to second base, then a dash to third. Not looking back number 7 continue to run to home, racing with the ball next to him. The slide. SAFE! The home team wins the game! Ecstatic! Electricity pumped through Adams veins. He jumped in the air, finger tips touching the ceiling of the garage. He landed with his hands in the air like a dominate leader of a tribe. A thunderous clap sprang out of his hands. And as just as he turned around the electricity was conducted out of him. There stood dangling in front of him was a dark eight legged creature with six black cold beady eyes and about the size of an American dime. But to Adam it was the biggest spider he had ever seen. Stuck in his tribal position he stood. His skin tightened. The neurons in his brain were not working. Standing there he thought move. He closed his eyes; left leg move back, now right leg move back. He moved. He reopened his eyes, haven’t moved. He only imagined that he backed away. Again he closed his eyes, but this time when he opened his eyes again, it grew to the size of an apple. The air that he had always taken in threw his nostrils in to his trachea and in to the lungs had now seemed to stop. The air pressure around him dropped and chilled. He gasped a short breath of cold air, his lungs collapsed on him. The life box that was inside of him started to beat to an uncoordinated rhythm. It was loud, so loud that the creature took notice of it as well. As it came nearer to Adam, the room started to shrink forcing Adam and the creature to stand closer to each other. Adam blinked and the creature was just as tall as he was. Now the room was spinning, faster and faster it went. Feeling dizzy, Adam knees started to buckle. Saturated in sweat he closed his eyes. He reopened them once more, and the creature was gone. The only movement Adam could have conducted was his eyes as the darted to scope out the room. The spider was crawling on the floor away from him. Trying to step on it, he was still paralyzing. It made its way to the nearby boxes in the shadows it lurked. Adam could still see his refection on those six beady eyes.

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