The Christmas Spirit

Ah, the most wonderful time of the year. Jingling bells decking the halls and driving me directly up the side of the wall with their bothersome yuletide carols. The snowing and bustling traffic that plagues the people of the interstate tears families apart more often than the times that they bring the families together; and who is to blame them for having to read the same exact things every thirty minutes.

Shed the Shell

A new year signifies a new experience among students and instructors alike, ready to learn more about the world around them. How could this milestone be hurtful or helpful? This momentous occasion is just one more step into how your future is altered or changed from what it could be, after all.

What Writing is to Me

Writing to me is a way to escape. An escape from a cold reality that is far too cold for a person to live in without getting damaged. Creative Writing has gotten me through everything in life. From fighting with my sister, losing my grandpa, to getting stabbed in the back, and the death of my grandma. Writing is a way for me to get out what I’m feeling without lashing out at those I care about.