Jaime sat on a rock near the river and threw rocks at the fish that came up to eat the bugs from the surface. He never hit any, but he liked to see them scurry back into the depths, or maybe it was the fear he caused them that he really enjoyed. Jaime had been coming down to the river every day after school since he was six years old. He would hang his backpack on the same tree branch, throw his shirt on the same bush, and jump up on the same rock. He would stand up tall, put his hands on his hips, and say, “I am not afraid of you. You will fear me.” (more…)
Ever since I started this blog, I have felt compelled to write every single day. It is a fantastic feeling. It is so hard to write when you get off of a twelve-hour work day, but with this blog I feel obligated to keep the content flowing. So any aspiring writers out there, I suggest starting a blog and making a promise to your community. That will help you keep your word and continue to write, which is the most important part! (more…)
Sweet! The kickoff to my daily writing series has arrived. I realize some of these will suck, but writing through the block is the best way to write better. Enjoy!
The baseball bat caved in his skull.
“That’ll do it,” Vincent said. “How many more do we have today, Jimmy?”
Tossing a handkerchief to Vincent, Jimmy rose from his chair and joined him in the center of the room, patting him on the back, “As many as it takes, Vince. As many as it takes.” (more…)