Mix 7 - the colored ice cream [choice dreamer colet]

Daisy Colet never asked for anything.

Ingredients 5 - "Dust"

As I'm sure you picked up when you (hopefully) read Remnants 12 before "Dust," one of the main goals I had in mind when writing "Dust" was keeping it short. I even went through the painstakingly painstaking trouble of typing it up in Word so I could keep a word count. As I'd hoped, I was able to write it in exactly one hundred words.

Remnants 12 - A Shocking Revelation & "Dust"

So I thought about it for a while and realized that the main reason I don't have too many MIXes out is probably the fact that I tend to write freaking long stories for them. 'Twas quite the realization, I must say. I do know I have at least three MIXes with over a thousand words, and one more that isn't done yet, but all of those had to be that long because I had to fit each complete story in them. Therefore, I came to the conclusion that I've been thinking too big for my stories and that I need to practice writing more basic things that are made long through meaningful description.

So I'll start practicing with this short, titled "Dust."

Ingredients 4 - More Short Story Drafting

q|o O|p
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**WARNING**

What I have here will be disturbing. Please note that the fact that I know it is disturbing is a clear indication that I am not disturbing.

In case you want to spare yourself from having to read disturbing things now, I've put all the disturbing things after the break. I will, however, write this post with some level of effort to make you want to read it, just so I can laugh internally at your disturbance.

Anyway, last time I wrote about my short story, I introduced Jonathan. I'll tell you now that Jonathan is not the kind of person you think he is, unless I've already told you in person what kind of person he is. When you read the excerpt later in this post, you will clearly see what I mean. Even if you do read the excerpt, though, you will still be mistaken.

See, my reason for writing this story (besides it being required) is not to subtly share some kind of deep, emotional, soppy experience in my life. I'm not trying to let you in on issues with my family or my love life. Even if I had one of those kinds of stories to tell, frankly, I'd think it's somewhat silly to have to use the mask of a "fiction" piece to pour my heart out. You know why fact is stranger than fiction? It's because people are too weak to write fact as it is, so instead they think they can get by by writing some "fiction" thing that dumbs it down enough so that others can experience the "same" feelings that the authors did. In the world of fact, there is no feeling that can be expressed exactly through words, so don't even try. Different people feel different about different things, and the more you try to cater to those differences, the more unclear your story becomes, and then it loses its original intent.

...Sorry, that was me just ranting about how I feel like what I've been reading is so generic. Somewhere, deep down, I do enjoy reading stories like that, so keep writing them, people.

I digress. For some reason or another, I've decided to build my story upon a premise that no one has any true experience with, something unreal. Try as you might to understand Jonathan by imposing your realities on his actions and descriptions, you will not understand fully until I tell you. Maybe I wanted to feel somehow superior to all of you by keeping you in the dark. Maybe I was just tired of reading the same thing over and over, so I thought I'd be the one to MIX it up. Maybe I actually am trying to share my true, inner feelings with the world (although I certainly hope not). Maybe...

Read it, criticize it, analyze it, do whatever you want to it. Just keep in mind that even I am not completely sure what my intents are in writing this story.

Remnants 11 - You have the power to believe

This post is in part a response to Lich Arr's post on states of existence.

Remnants 10 - [ untitled ]

Weeks of taking pictures of my hair from when I wake up all comes down to this:

Remnants 9 - I have issues

So a couple minutes ago I read this post on Wesley's blog and it made me reflect a little on something I've reflected on increasingly in recent times.

That aforementioned something is my ability to set my priorities straight, or lack thereof. Or maybe it's my general laziness. Or my selective dedication/determination/willingness to exert myself. Or m...

Whatever that something is, I'll be describing it in this post, so allow me to introduce you to one of its little quirks that I think really helps define it.

Ingredients 3 - in the name of love

Alright! A new MIX!!!

Again, multiple exclamation points were necessary.

Mix 5 - in the name of love [flame on the vine o']

Damn. Damn it.

I need to make a decision. Now. Continuing to stand here would be dangerous. Think. If I drop down to the left, I can make a quick enough getaway to keep myself relatively intact. But that means I'd have to start over again. I've come all this way; there's no way I'm going to back down now. It's taken relatively little energy to lay low and avoid capture, so I should have no problems fighting. But I didn't plan on ever getting caught. I didn't plan on fighting, so I didn't even consider how many of them I would be up against.

Damn it.

Ingredients 2 - Short Story Drafting

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A second INGREDIENTS post, and it's on something that isn't a post!

Assigned Blog Post 06 - YOU SO CRAZY!!!

(yes, caps and multiple exclamation points were necessary)

So, over the course of this course, I feel like I've gotten to know a lot of my fellow classmates much better, and a lot of that can be attributed to what I read on their blogs. Not only do these blogs give me an opportunity to steal delicious infos about the people with whom I spend about 1/4 of each day, they provide me great pieces of writing to simply enjoy as a normal person, someone who lives life and goes through all of its joys and pains and whatever else gets thrown in the mix.

Remnants 8 - Late-night Limbo: Part 4 (Living Dream)