This is the second part to "Greenhouse Sanctuary". I took the long route, wanting to prolong my arrival home for as long as I could. I could see the storm, cloud, almost seeming to chase me. Even so, I took in the feelings of the fresh autumn air; the orange leaves, the faint smell of …
Inspiration or Imitation
It's not a surprise that as a creator, I have several creators who inspire me and who are my favorites. This is in literature, music and movies. A lot of people inspire me in many of the ways that I display my creativity; musicians, writers and many more creators. Sometimes, these people who inspire me …
New Experiences+ New Schedule
I feel that a person's experiences definitely impacts their creativity and how one could go about expressing it. This can be something that is very good, even if the experiences themselves aren't. We can see this in many creators. An example is Edgar Allen Poe, one of my favorite poets. When looking at Poe's life, …
Moon
The water is so cold against my toes. But it doesn't hurt. My clothes are thick, but not enough. The fabric felt cool, it didn't warm me. I looked up at the moon, for some warmth. The rays that spilled from it illuminated the waves. It highlighted the dark curls of my hair, it even …
Fear of the Unknown
I'm going to stray from my usual posts for this daily prompt. A lot of us have the fear of the unknown. Whether it's ghosts or the future, there's something unnerving about having clarity. In regards to ghosts, I'm in a rather odd position. I don't necessarily believe in ghosts, but I'm still terrified of …
Breaking Bad Writing Habits
In the process of writing my first novel, I've really noticed my bad writing habits. These aren't habits that come out of nowhere. As a college graduate (and an up- coming graduate student), I have written a lot; papers, essays, scripts and even poems. A lot of these habits started at a very young age. …
Reality< Imagination
The imagination is a wonderful thing. Anything I want, I can have. Reality isn’t a hindrance. I squeeze my body into the closet. The enclosed space opens up into a new world. The castles that I’ve doodled are standing tall. My clothes are filled with kind residents. They smile and point to the hallway. I …
