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An excerpt of my writing

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I’ve just been trying to get an idea for a fictional piece of writing and I was simply messing around with some ideas. Anyways, here’s a little something I’ve come up with so far. Mind you, I don’t consider particularly polished, just trying to get ideas down.

The rapidly moving crowd seemed like little more then an afterthought in the whole of the scene’s décor. Rather, the unique visual scheme of the beautiful, illustrious sky seemed to be the fundamental attribute of the arrangement. To that – the sky – Adam Jacobs directed his attention always, hardly taking into account the others who bustled about him.

The sky was populated with but a few light and wispy clouds. It was not a true blue though, not perfect from a typical standpoint, but instead a grey interwoven with strands of pale blue. Each strand like a length of thread ripped from a spool or a note in a composition not held quite long enough, but it was beyond adequacy nonetheless. It was perfection that could appeal to a sense of realism.

Adam accepted realism. He lived in a world where dreams could ruin a man and goals played but a small part in accomplishment, and yet he still kept his head in the sky each day and every day.

He held tightly to his side a leather messenger bag, and adorning his body was a noticeably bland outfit. On his head sat a black bowler’s hat which he frequently adjusted. His face: rather hard to describe, though not due to an issue of nondescript. His walk was lacking in grace, but not awkward by any measure

Looking down from the fractured perfection of the sky, Adam fished his cell phone from his pocket in order to determine the time. The hinge of the phone swung open easily, for it had seen much use, and the time revealed itself to be two o’clock.

Time to get some work done, Adam thought to himself. He pulled his bulk out of the crowd that cluttered the sidewalk. Ahead and to the right was a narrow alleyway, the entrance of which was marked by a worn and diminutive sign. The sign depicted a hot mug of coffee, and faded letters below it spelled out “Black Cat Coffeehouse.”

Adam maneuvered himself into the alley. The sides were made of old brick and foul colored liquid slowly trickled down them. The sky, yielding to its sense of realism, determined that it would not even be worth attempting to illuminate the alleyway.

Pleasant, Adam thought without a trace of sarcasm.

My writer,

Written by Nicholas

March 2, 2008 at 12:09 am

Blogging on blogging

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The unfortunate but true fact is that the so called “blogosphere” is an oversaturated space. Aside from a handful of obscure topics, bloggers have touched on nearly every reasonable subject. The chances of creating a popular web log that can compete with any of the prime examples in its particular category are rare, especially if the author lacks exceptional writing skills and a bustling repertoire of fascinating life experiences to record. So, why is it then that we go about creating blogs? Why would someone like me, who knows the unlikeliness of producing a successful blog, still bother to translate his words into a series of pixels?

It’s not that I’m simply disillusioned and believe that my blog will make it to the top. I would like a healthy dose of popularity, but that is not what drives me to blog. What motivates me is getting my opinions, feelings, and beliefs out: translating the abstract, swirling nebulous forms of thought into the far more concrete structures of written language. For I find that I can better examine and process concepts when they are written.

There is, of course, another side of it altogether. Many people blog as a way to rid themselves of emotions that are bottled up within them. They may find it easier to go about said process through the written word rather than the spoken. This particular motivation does not concern me significantly though – I’m content keeping those feelings bottled up unhealthily inside…

To put it far more concisely, think of blogs as diaries or journals (which they obviously very much resemble.) One keeps their diary to themselves for the most part; a diary is not intended as public spectacles, and with that one is content.

Ha. Don’t let this deter you from continuing to read the work of my co-author and I, of course. I may be tempted to cry in a corner should you abandon this blog as a typical subject to read.

Your writer,

Written by Nicholas

February 21, 2008 at 11:04 am