Jake scrummaged in his art and craft box for a marker. Sitting against the bed he wedged the red helium balloon between his knees and began to write the prayer of a six year old. Going into the backyard he released it, letting the ribbon unfurl through his fingers. It rocketed upwards, its string a tail, a seed propelled by faith, with hope that it would conceive and bring forth life. Jake shaded his eyes and watched it ascend towards heaven until he could see it no more. He wondered if it had reached God or if maybe it had burst before God could read it.
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Here you will find my creative detritus: articles on living a creative life and writing explorations.
And other ideas I have snaffled from the papers stuck on the fridge door.
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When I am not here, I can be found putting the final touches on a collaborative epistolary novel, "Post Marked: Piper's Reach," written with Jodi Cleghorn (@JodiCleghorn)
And I write poetry on Post It Notes over here: http://postitnotesandpoetry.tumblr.com/
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Enough Posts to Make A Fence
- A pigeon walked into my classroom. It didn't have a late note. Nor a school bag, books, pencil case or iPad. It looked disappointed. 4 hours ago
- In the future, war will not be fought over land but over ideology. Particularly the ideology of pineapple on a pizza. Choose your weapon. 22 hours ago
- I contend that people who can bake are modern day alchemists. 2 days ago
- Playing a game of "Misplaced Apostrophe's" during today's assembly. Current tally = 1. 2 days ago
- Whenever I see the word "opaque" I always think it's the opposite of what it really means; i keep thinking it's see-through when it's not. 2 days ago
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