Writing – Just Ryn

Script

I wish I could narrate my life like a script with asides and footnotes. I’d be able to add inflection to the basic typography of the words on paper. Script is how we write out the universe. Why, then, should our lives not be words back to the universe? Stories. In the end, that’s whatContinue reading “Script”

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Different

I am a creative being spilling over my brim with insights and ideas. I watch when I’m silent instead of speaking words that are just forming on my tongue. I wait for the right moment when a pause comes between their prearranged words. They don’t even notice. Under the surface I’m raging. A storm builtContinue reading “Different”

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Old Stories Revived Again

Blah, blah, blah, back to school. What I’m really excited for is putting many of my old abandoned stories together to combine into one amazing world! And I don’t mean recent ones that some of you know of. Instead I’m referring to stories that have been collecting dust in a box under my bed sinceContinue reading “Old Stories Revived Again”

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Sacrifice Returns!

I’ve been away for some time taking care of life. While doing such ordinary things, I convinced myself I was too exhausted to write. But I’ve slapped myself back into line and I’m getting ready to hit it big with a great plan. So gather around because I have big news! Some of you whoContinue reading “Sacrifice Returns!”

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Arguing with the Cursor

Curse that blinking cursor. Sitting there, blinking in time against that stupid blank background. I’ll show it. I’ll write about it and make it dance across this dump page making it poop out letters from it’s behind. I have bested you again stupid cursor. You can never win against a mind that talks to inanimateContinue reading “Arguing with the Cursor”

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Scared Little Writer

I had always admired authors. Their attention to every detail so that no item laid useless in their creations. Every word supported every desire of every character. Writers had a way with words of course but they also had to be deeply connected to people and the emotions they emitted. Authors knew what kind ofContinue reading “Scared Little Writer”

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Giant Missing Piece

There was no casket. He decided on cremation while he still could. Before the cancer took away his mind and his joy of life. He had a lot of that way back when – joy of life. His smile was infectious. He could captivate any audience. Laughing and joking or intelligently debating with others, heContinue reading “Giant Missing Piece”

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Silence

The people of my past – who I have since lost – Stay quiet They speak no more save for echoes of the past Nothing new I cannot ask my grandma, an author, About words Nor can I inquire how to save one from depression My old friend can never forgive me for running offContinue reading “Silence”

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Lost Friend

I heard You ran away I cannot blame you but I wish you would have taken me Come back Another poem from my collection – Cinquain style

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Short Snippets

I haven’t been blogging much recently. My excuse is school. Luckily I will only have to deal with this stuff for another month! Woohoo! Which of course means final projects and exams. Bleh. My summer looks bright and open though and I will be dedicating almost all of my time to writing, editing and allContinue reading “Short Snippets”