A Few Brilliant Ideas...

I'm at a college event weeee.

When I started this blog challenge I had high hopes for writing lots of creative fiction. I really was looking forward into pouring myself into my writing, but as time went on, it never really happened. I was so excited to do that when I started. So what happened? It's not like I don't want to do it.

So I just realized I haven't written anything aside from a song today... So song it is. I also attached a tiny clip of the track I'm working on, so you can get a feel for it. Enjoy! https://soundcloud.com/stevie-parris/the-way-they-want-it-sneaky-sample Verse 1: Always imagine the impossible, because if you don’t you’ll get trapped in reality It is a cold

A raindrop falls on an amorphous blob. and rings echo out of its tension. They slam into one another getting smaller with each crash until there are no more waves. Fire licks at it but its tongue causes it no harm, it merely ripples, like it is being tickled. It seems to be amused. Slamming steel plates on

There's something special about worship leading. Something where God gives you the grace of his Spirit and gives you a bigger heart for the people with you, for him. It's a unique experience one I haven't really found anywhere else, except perhaps in prayers of encouragement. It's not like you transform into this other super-godly-uber-being, but there is

"So. What's up?" Ryan held a steaming ceramic mug with a squirrel imprinted on it between his hands. "Oh, you know." Karen bustled around the kitchen with a dishcloth in hand, picking up dry dishes from the drainer, rubbing them for a second then setting them back. "Nothing much." Ryan lowered his eyebrows. "Come on Karen, I know you well

Lightning crackles through coils of hardened copper. A squeak and sigh as they pull the stopper. Green liquid flows between broken, battered lips, the woman's hair falls as she bestows her kiss. "Who ever said my kisses aren't magical!" As her cackle grew heavy and dark and maniacal. With a sweep of her arm, she throws up the

A woman sits by the grave and whispers quietly. She comes here often, to recount days past, discuss events of the present, and plan actions of the future. Clenched between cold bones, a decaying set of roses. Petals worn by time, yet thorns still sharp. Across his chest of faded blue, with gold that would glint with the

If you really look You'll see Stevie plus no time equals poetry.

My life appears to be interesting enough that I can just blog about things that happened to me today. WOOO. Every Wednesday night I got out to do evangelism on Drexel's campus with other people from DSC. Tonight we're looking for people hanging around outside. We spot a group and start heading over. As we're walking over to

My heart is on the mountain, in the cold air, where trees grow tall. I left it in a pile of icy dreams, blown hard like glass, unbroken. The sound of a steel edge cutting into the snow haunts me from miles away. I close my eyes and feel the wind again, beneath my eyelids, I grow light

If I have any tears left, you can have them. Because today is not yesterday, I've given up collecting tears, because there are too many bottles on the wall to count now. I only sleep to dream, because sunlight turns to nightmares. Only the stars knows what it's like, to both love and fear the rise of the

Stuck in my past, I am no longer Who I want to be But who I was. Fear cripples me I long for peace - no Rising Jesus died facing a grave What is hope? Remember what you have learned... Remember what you have learned... What is hope? facing a grave Jesus died Rising. I long for peace

So, it feels like a lot more than 5 days has gone by, yet time defies this assumption. I accidentally prematurely posted something on my blog wemusttellthem.blogspot.com. You should check that out. Pendulum Air rushes through hair. Mountains cave. Oceans sink. The sun burns. In a quiet room in a house in Concord, sits a grand father clock that

I didn't forget to post, it's just over at platonicinterlude.blogspot.com I didn't forget to post, it's just over at platonicinterlude.blogspot.com

I forgot to add Will to the list, that has been updated. You can find his blog at: http://contemplativewhimsy.blogspot.com/. Due to my failure to remember to list his name, I gave him the very special title of Patrick Star, who is very near and dear to my heart. Also, I accept Simeon's Subchallenge. It is was a hard day