Showing posts with label read. Show all posts
Showing posts with label read. Show all posts

Monday, August 12, 2013

I Don't Like To Write.

Well...let me clarify.

I don't mind writing when I have something to write about. But when there's nothing? It's such a struggle.

Looking at a blinking cursor on a blank page can be so ... intimidating. 
Funny part is, I'd love to have a job where I am required to write a lot. I think....KNOW I'd succeed well at that.

I honestly only got a journalism degree because my advisor suggested it. I have no desire to go into journalism, unless it's editorial writing. However, my advisor told me since I wanted to go into Public Relations, I should major in journalism since it had a bigger focus on writing. This way, I'd be able to work in both fields if I wanted.

Well ... at this point I'm working in neither fields. And that's frustrating. 

Speaking of, I'm going to try and switch up my approach in applying to jobs. Hopefully something good will come of that. 

Anyway, getting back on subject. I honestly don't feel I'm a great writer. I know I can write, but am I some groundbreaking writer? Not at all. People tend to love my writing though, so I suppose I underestimate myself. 

I've been (attempting) to do this writing challenge I saw on another blog where I write every day for a month, and so far I'm failing miserably. It's really hard to come up with things to talk about every single day without having ideas fed to me. I shall do better though! 

Anyway, just a brief update. Y'all be easy.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

New Year's Eve

They Say you should bring in the New Year 
doing what you want to happen for the next 365.
I brought in the new year loving you...

I want to love you more you see...
...and it's no coincidence I kissed you from midnight to 1:43.
See I don't believe in numerology
But I know you + me x eternity is a pretty easy equation.

My heart is on an all out invation
and you're the target.
I tried to arm myself against you...
but my defenses failed.
You're in. 

You're in and...
...if my only sin is not thanking God for simply waking me up
but waking me up next to you
I want to spend the next 365...
52 weeks
12 months
in sin. 

Loving you.




Thursday, December 20, 2012

Study Partner


She has me open like... 24-hour diners and campus libraries....
Got me wanting to stop by her to grab a little something to eat 
while I study her anatomy and physiology...

See, the science of the matter is 
I'm drawn to you like opposite ends of magnets...
... And the algebra of this equation is 
I want to lay opposite end, 
divide your legs by 2,
 and sine my name...while you cosine of course.

And for a little geometry...
I want to balance the equation between
the slope of your neckline...
to the obtuse angle your thighs provide...
then use the pythagorean theorem to discover 
the angle of your hips.
Trace a straight line between the two corners of your lips...

You are like...
a perfectly constructed sentence.
The subject of my thoughts being 
predicated on which part of you my eyes behold.
See...
your heart beats in iambic pentameter.
How do I know? I've counted when laying upon your bosom.

The curls on your head are like beautiful commas.
Beauty marks adorn your body like periods...
giving me pause, causing me to stop...
...and admire each one before continuing to read you.
You make words fall from my eyes...
phrases grow in my locs, and...
poetry flow through my veins.

You are...
a sweet word.
A beautiful simile.
The perfect sentence.


Fin.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Baby...Let Me Read You...

Your body is my book.
I spread your boundaries
And intake the alliteration of the alternating peaks and valleys
of your multi syllabic structure.
I caress your spine while taking in your aesthetic…
pulling back your cover and perusing your story’s natural arc…
While my mind races towards your climax.

Baby…you’re my favorite book. I’d read you over and over again if I could…
Studying the very compound nature of your structure.
Thumbing through your life stories and folding you over, just to remember what position we were in…

Baby…let me read your book.