From the Sub-Subfolders: She’s Out There Somewhere – A Prologue

This morning on “From the Sub-Subfolders,” I have still another remnant of Centralia College’s Intro to Creative Writing, this time in the form of a loose conceptual prologue to a book I may or may not end up writing. The character is a composite from a workshop group I was in, after which I was the only person to actually go ahead with what we came up with for a full(er) piece, as I believe I was the one who proposed most of her design.

The theoretical novel in question, to be quick about it, is something of a fully-fleshed, albeit personalized mashup of what I perceived to the “plot” of two of my favorite punk rock concept albums around high school: Green Day’s 21st Century Breakdown and My Chemical Romance’s Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys. As I said, follow-through on this distorted, borderline fan-fiction is pending right now, but as I’m sure I’ve also said, I believe the existence of Fifty Shades of Gray has indirectly given me carte blanche to write whatever I damn well please as long as it piques enough people’s interests.

So yeah, enjoy! As usual, a minimum of “polishing” was applied to the text before PDF conversion.

She’s Out There Somewhere – A Prologue

From the Sub-Subfolders: And Yet So Far

Alright, folks! This time we have another poem from that ubiquitous Centralia College CW course (PDF’d and revised for poetic grammar, of course), for which the prompt was to write about some manner of mythology or legend. Perhaps feeling a bit of empathy with the guy at the time, I chose Tantalus.

And Yet So Far

From the Sub-Subfolders: Amusement

So in the spirit of me digging up old Write Away! pieces that I was keeping to myself for one reason or another, I’m going to establish a new feature I call “From the Sub-Subfolders,” wherein I reach into the depths of my hard drive (tonight, thumb drive–I’m on campus biding time until the AU folks start playing Dark City: The Director’s Cut across the quad) and emerge into the light with a poem, experimental fiction piece, or misguided foray into visual art that I don’t yet feel attached to enough to hoard for a priced collection. To start things off, we have the following uber-short metafictional play, created for the drama unit in my Intro to Creative Writing class at Centralia College a year or two ago, and lightly edited five minutes ago.

I’ve been bouncing around the possibility of adapting it into a full-length story (or play(!))… but I guess I’ll have to see where my muse takes me with that!

”Amusement” (A Short Play)

Also, this university computer’s spellcheck must be set on “Hillbilly”: