Writing

the learned refuge of a weird kid

“Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers.”

– Isaac Asimov

Longer Writings

National Novel Writing Month Entries

  • 2007: Untitled – This is awful, but I made $5 from a co-worker who said I couldn’t get the word count. ;)

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Poetry

To the Wife of a Sick Friend – Millay
The Day is Done – Longfellow
Heart Have No Pity – Millay
Soul Selects Her Own Society – Dickinson
Ulysses – Tennyson
Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven – Yeats
Anyone Lived In A Pretty How Town – cummings
Lying in the field by night – Stillman
Jenny Kissed Me – Hunt
The Negro Speaks of Rivers – Hughes
A Poet to His Beloved – Yeats
A Brother’s Farewell – Catullus
Life Has Loveliness To Sell – Teasdale

Plays

Cyrano de Bergerac – Rostand

Books

Moby-Dick – Melville
Dracula – Stoker
Sherlock Holmes, All of It – Doyle
The Legend of Tarik – Myers
All Creatures Great and Small – Herriott
The Plague – Camus
The Twilight Realm – Carpenter
Persuasion – Austen
My Life and Hard Times – Thurber
I, Robot – Asimov

Short Stories

Evidence – Asimov
Continuity of Parks – Cortazar
How Love Came to Professor Guildea – Hichens