Saturday, July 30, 2011

"Blasphemy" by Douglas Preston

So i attempted to read "science-fiction". fail.
half the things they said i had no idea what they were talking about, which kind of brought down the experience of reading it.
the plot was...interesting. however, it made an annoying point against Christianity, as well as most of the Navajo tribes that still exist in the midwest; such as where the story takes place. They make Christians look like uncaring beasts. including the scene of the "Rev." tieing one of the scientists to a tree, and burning him. Shooting an innocent man because he would not accept God at gun point. and gathering thousands of "Christians" to lay seige on an entire mountain! wtf!?
Also the plot consists of these scientists supposedly creating a black hole and speaking with "God". turns out this God was just the leader of their group trying to establish a new religion, the religion being "science". Even after proclaiming at the end that the whole "God" part was a fake, the author enforces the spreading of this "religion". Anyways, it was a thoroughly confusing and offensive book. bravo! I'll go back to my regular fantasy novels now...

Monday, July 25, 2011

memory lane

Old memories stirred....tears fell....words were written.

"So I’ll stand in the snow, watching you go…
As my breath turns to frost, wondering what I’ve lost.
Don’t know why I’m just remembering; All the times you left me hurting,
My mind remembers so keenly, how it was for one to leave me
I can’t keep it in anymore, the memories flooding out the door
Careless, and
Hateful, I was…
And yet I’m haunted again…
Evermore hurt, 
Loathing a cut so curt…"

by far, one of the worst things I've written. couldn't write as smoothly as usual. the tenses and rhymes are kind of mixed. *sigh* truth be told, I'm glad it happened...or the present never would've occurred. 
But now....What's wrong with me?! why can't I do anything right? why am I so stupid!? I'll never be able to do anything right. I'm sorry....I'm so sorry....

Wednesday, July 20, 2011


Where will you go?” Michael packed away his few things in a sack and heaved it onto his shoulder. William sat at the edge of the bed and watched him carefully.
“I’ll go to the woods, maybe camp there until I can figure out where I’ll stay.” 
“That’s crazy! You can’t survive out there! You don’t know a single thing about those woods!” Will protested.
“shhh! Keep you voice down! And if there is one thing I know about survival its that if I stay here-” Michael motioned to the room around him. 
“- I’ll be dead soon enough anyway.”  the orphanage that had been Michael’s home for eleven too many years, was horrible. Survival of the fittest ruled the floor and everyone who wasn’t big and idiotic enough to strike up a fight, was left to be trampled underfoot. Michael had been planning his escape for near two years now. And now, he was leaving for good. The only thing he would miss was Will.
“You sure you don’t want to come? You know that they’re going to come to you with questions.”
“and I’ll tell them the always correct answer of ‘I don’t know.’ which I really don’t, you haven’t told me anything!”
“That’s the point.” Michael mumbled under his breath. The clock sounded at one A.M. 
“Alright man, I need to get out of here.
“you know the woods is the first place they’ll look!” Will called after him.
“With luck, they’ll be as scared of it as I am.” Michael climbed out the window and onto the low deck that surrounded the upper floor of the house; He then continued to hang from the railing and use his arms to climb around the house, to where the hill top was closer to the roof. After some hesitation, Michael let himself fall and rolled across the yard. Wiping the grass stains off his pants, he stood up and walked towards the edge of the yard; entering the forest.
....let the games begin....