Blurps by Rachel Bemis
A Creative Writing Journal
Monday, February 6, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
I'm a Sock, Really???
"How in the world did I get this lot in life?" I said as I slipped onto the foot of a overgrown stink factory.
The pungent smell of the odor coming form the the foot of this mammoth of a man was almost more than I can bare. I mean really, who did I kill in a past life to get such a task as to be on the foot of this horrible monster of a man. Could it get any worse?
Oh geeze it did. "Wait, wait, wait....." my cries are not heard as he slips me onto his foot. Is that toe jam? Oh my gosh it is isn't it. That's just disgusting." Then I noticed a course round bump on the toe of this man.
What, really? A bunion, you've got to be kidding. I'm going to be rubbing up against that all day?" I protest to no avail. The man finished putting me on his nasty foot.
Just as it couldn't get any worse, the shoe came into focus.
"NO... I can't take it anymore." I screamed as my voice was smothered by the rotting shoe that engulfed me. "This can't be happening," I thought.
I hadn't done any harm to this human. I don't understand why he is torturing me for, it's just wrong. When I was created they told me so many beautiful stories before I was stuffed into that plastic bag. I should have known better. I could have stopped them if I had known that I would be the sock that was on this stinky mans foot. It's not fair. I deserve to be on the foot of someone who actually takes care of themselves. I guess there is no point now, I am stuck with no way out. I will have to endure this until I am thrown away.
The End....
The pungent smell of the odor coming form the the foot of this mammoth of a man was almost more than I can bare. I mean really, who did I kill in a past life to get such a task as to be on the foot of this horrible monster of a man. Could it get any worse?
Oh geeze it did. "Wait, wait, wait....." my cries are not heard as he slips me onto his foot. Is that toe jam? Oh my gosh it is isn't it. That's just disgusting." Then I noticed a course round bump on the toe of this man.
What, really? A bunion, you've got to be kidding. I'm going to be rubbing up against that all day?" I protest to no avail. The man finished putting me on his nasty foot.
Just as it couldn't get any worse, the shoe came into focus.
"NO... I can't take it anymore." I screamed as my voice was smothered by the rotting shoe that engulfed me. "This can't be happening," I thought.
I hadn't done any harm to this human. I don't understand why he is torturing me for, it's just wrong. When I was created they told me so many beautiful stories before I was stuffed into that plastic bag. I should have known better. I could have stopped them if I had known that I would be the sock that was on this stinky mans foot. It's not fair. I deserve to be on the foot of someone who actually takes care of themselves. I guess there is no point now, I am stuck with no way out. I will have to endure this until I am thrown away.
The End....
The Real Reason
Alright, the real reason I started this blog was in an effort to post some if not all my creative writing blurps and journal entries from my creative writing class. Hopefully, this blog will endure the test of time and will not end in a pathetic way, by being vacant and void of anything pithy and interesting. Let's hope that what comes forth from this class is insightful and interesting. Hmmm, maybe I'm not not off to a great start.
Oh, well....
If you end up reading this site, I hope you enjoy. If not then I have failed.
lol
Okay, not really. All I really hope for is something fun to look back on for my own personal gratification.
No offense or anything....
I really could care less if anyone reads this stuff. Its for me and by me. Plain and Simple.
The last time I wrote or did anything for other readers it ended up staling out and it's a desolate place now. I'm much like fire. I get idea, start it and burn out quickly.
I should have more endurance than that. Well, I'll do my best to do that here.
Peace out to anyone who actually reads this stuff.
Rach
Oh, well....
If you end up reading this site, I hope you enjoy. If not then I have failed.
lol
Okay, not really. All I really hope for is something fun to look back on for my own personal gratification.
No offense or anything....
I really could care less if anyone reads this stuff. Its for me and by me. Plain and Simple.
The last time I wrote or did anything for other readers it ended up staling out and it's a desolate place now. I'm much like fire. I get idea, start it and burn out quickly.
I should have more endurance than that. Well, I'll do my best to do that here.
Peace out to anyone who actually reads this stuff.
Rach
Journal Ideas From My Professor
Here are some journal ideas from my creative writing professor. Some are kinda funny, others not so much. However, they do what they are meant to do and this is to inspire me to write.
The question is what to write about first.......
Time is still ticking by as I ponder.......
Thinking isn't going to get anything written........
Hmmmmm well, I suppose I could about??????????
Ok, I got it....
Wait I lost it again.....
lol Alright, I'll make a decision.
How about the "thoughts of a sock" idea? That could be interesting to get into the mind or perspective of a sock.
- Write about a wedding in the 2048.
- Write about a police officer’s first day of retirement
- Write about children sledding during a snowstorm
- Write about a love triangle involving twins
- Write about the thoughts of a sock
- Write about a married couple’s experience appearing on a TV talk show
- Write about a woman addicted to buying lottery tickets
- Write about a librarian who buys a motorcycle
- Write about an office party that gets out of hand
- Write about a deaf man and his seeing eye dog
- Write about a teacher who confesses something startling to his high school students
- Write about a Christian woman who is offended by a television commercial
- Write about an astronaut with six months to live
- Write about an A student cutting class for the first time
- Write about a clown arrested for public drunkenness
- Write about a divorced woman who has recently lost 140 pounds
- Write about a chase through an amusement park
- Write about a man who drives by the same billboard everyday
- Write about a child who is frightened of school
- Write about the thoughts of a man as he plunges to his death
- Write about a compulsive liar answering an ad in a dating service
- Write about a disaster during a homecoming parade
- Write about a rich man pretending to be poor.
- Write about a reporter who is trying to quit smoking
- Write about a boy trapped inside a video game
- Write about the most important moment in your life
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