The Second Coming- William Butler Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre

The falcon cannot hear the falconer;

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack all conviction, while the worst

Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;

Surely the Second Coming is at hand.

The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out

When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi

Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert

A shape with lion body and the head of a man,

A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,

Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it

Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.

The darkness drops again; but now I know

That twenty centuries of stony sleep

Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,

And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,

Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

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A Blog Hiatus

 I’ve been gearing up for Camp Nano. This is my third year participating. I’m excited to start in, yet I need to stay focused.  Camp Nano is a tall glass of water, so this means less blogs from me in the upcoming weeks.

 

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The last couple days were somewhat stressful. When I try to come up with a story idea, yet also desire to write a blog post and create/upload a video on YouTube it’s a struggle. I’m not going to beat myself up. Instead I’m going to focus.

I love to write. I enjoy getting ideas and sharing them, nonetheless  I can’t create a story if my brain locks up. And my brain does that when I procrastinate. It’s a horrible feeling. Writers block/Plotters block are terrible, but I’ve figured out a few ways to handle it  better by focusing. I have an observant mind. Details come my way and a grab on to them like a surfboard. Each week new ideas come my way and I sometimes get lost pondering about them. A blessing and a curse, so I’ll end this post here, before I get lost in the thoughts. Take care, bloggers.

Fall

The season of fall has begun. It doesn’t exactly feel like a normal fall in Florida, yet there is a cool breeze still in the air.  I enjoy the season of fall. The leafs turn orange and “fall” from their branches. Almost everyone has a pumpkin set somewhere on their property. Fall is a fun time of the year, yet one thing I enjoy the most about this time of year is spending time outdoors reading  books.

 

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This probably doesn’t sound like the most exciting aspect of a change in season, but I do favor reading outside to inside. I read best in natural light, but also there is something cool about reading outdoors. Nature is an awesome background when reading, especially from stories taken place in a outdoor setting. I live in Florida. It’s nice to be able to go outside and actually enjoy the season instead of being trapped indoors by the wrath of humidity. I enjoy the colder temperatures, although warmth is also worthy. It’s the small and practical moments of life I cherish.

 

Friendship

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Yesterday was a little bizarre, but in a good way. While I was waiting on my train ride back to the suburbs a strange man stared at me. Now there was like tons of people around us, yet this guy kept looking at me as if I was the only man around. And he towered over the crowd like some giant. A true skyscraper. At first I didn’t really care, because I live in the city and strange people are all over the place, but the longer I stood there the more anxious I got with this man spying on me. Who is this dude? I know it sounds stupid, but I actually took a deep breathe, walked over to him and asked” Hey, buddy. You looking for me?”

No joke. I was scared out of my mind. He could be some criminal mastermind ready to deck me then take all my money, yet things turned out pretty well. The brute reached out his hand and said” Hello. I noticed you’re wearing a Boston Red Sox’s tie. My son is a huge fan of American baseball,”

 

” Oh,  really,” I said, shaking his hand” I’m guessing you’re not from around here then?”

” No sir. I’m from Berlin, Germany,”

” Oh wow. Long way from home,”

” Yea,” he chuckled and then told me why he was here” My name is Boris and I’m on a business trip. Busy times in the auto industry. I’ve been here for two whole weeks. I’m tired and ready to get home. I was looking to get a drink, but so far I haven’t found any good liquor. Do you  know of any good restaurant’s to find a drink?”

” Yeah, I know a few places. Want some directions?”

” Thank you very much, but I’d rather have a drink with a friend. You wouldn’t mind would you?” Boris grinned. I sound like an idiot, but I said sure, so me and my new friend went down town and got some beverages. We sat, drank, and had a nice long conversation. Boris told me about his childhood, growing up on a farm. His family had owned the farm for many years. It was tough, yet he enjoyed it. I told Boris where I grew up. Not far from where we were standing. Boris said he’d love to move to the United States. We spoke until eight PM.

” I wish we had more time, but I’ve got to get home,” I told Boris” my wife is gonna kill me if I’m not home by ten.”

” No worries friend. Thank you for the drink,”

” No problem,” And our conversation ended there. Maybe going out to drink with a complete stranger wasn’t a bright idea, yet I did and we had a pretty good time.

 

Storyteller

We who are fond of writing consider ourselves writers. We label ourselves as writers on social media, wearing such terms as a badge of honor. Hello, I’m Matt and I’m a writer. It’s fun and noble to say, yet what do I mean when I say I’m a writer?  Yes, we’re writers, but writers of what? The term we’re searching for here is storyteller.

 

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A storyteller is a person who tells stories whether it be fact or fiction. Telling tales is what we’re passionate about, but for some reason I rarely see this term around the writing community. It’s as if only a few consider themselves a true storyteller which is outrageous.  Storytelling is an art, yet you don’t have to be an elderly wizard whose spent years and years studying the craft of writing to create a brilliant story, because stories are created each and everyday by the most ordinary people.

My grandfather was a storyteller. He always had a clever story to tell us in his lifetime. Grandpa Will never published a single story, so does that mean he can’t be considered a storyteller? No! My grandfather was  a storyteller and he told some amazing stories.  Stories that will always remain in my mind forever.

Storytelling is a gift. I truly believe it is a talent  you’re either born with or not. You can improve your skills, yet storytelling comes not from intelligence   nor strength, yet straight from the heart. Stories are told each and every day. Some fact while others are mere fiction. Whether they’re long, short, published, or a simple bedtime story, because stories matter.

 

 

 

 

War of The Worlds Film Review

Tom Cruise starred in Stephen Spielberg’s film adaption of HP Wells’s novel War of the Worlds. The film came out back in 2005 and overall got great reviews. I had seen this movie in theatres and watched it a couple times since. I enjoyed this film a lot growing up, yet I  never watched this film as an adult, so it was interesting to compare my adolescent thoughts to now, so lets get to the review.

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Tom Cruise plays the role of a divorced father named Ray Ferrier. Ray is set to take care of his children over the weekend while his ex wife and her husband go have fun in Boston.  Ray has a daughter named  Rachel( Dakota Fanning) and a son named Robbie(Justin Chatwin). During the start of the film we notice tension between these characters mostly between the father and son. One of them is a Yankees fan while the other cheers for the Red Sox’s. After a bittersweet moment playing catch with a baseball, Ray goes inside to take a nap. When Ray awakes, Rachel tells her father Robbie took his car, but the problems only start from here.

From this point forward strange beams of lighting crash into certain parts of town multiple times. This was also going down in other parts of the world, yet it hadn’t started yet in the United States, but here we go. Being the protagonist Ray heads to the streets to figure out what is going on. I would rather remain inside the house, but what else is a character Tom Cruise portrayed going to do? Soon enough alien space crafts rise from underneath our feet and the war began. Ray’s goal from here is protect his kids and bring them back to his wife.

War of The Worlds was an entertaining movie. The setting and tone of the film worked really well. War of the Worlds has many great scenes. It keeps you glued to the seat, questioning what may happen next. There are questionable parts that sort of ruin the movie, but comparing now to when I first watched it, I still give this film its due praise. The main message of this film is doing what you must to keep your family safe. For the most part Steven Spielberg succeeded. I feel like War of the Worlds is a classic icon of American entertainment, because of the iconic War the Worlds radio broadcast that sent thousands of its listeners into  a panic. Talk about some real fake news.

A Villain’s Rant

It’s hard to be a villain, because no one trusts a villain. Folks glare at me as I walk around town even on days when I haven’t plotted to blow anything up. They point their nasty, little fingers toward me, shouting insults such as MONSTER, SCOUNDREL or worst of all a BLOODY MISCREANT! Me, a miscreant? How dare they! If I dare criticize  any of these sweaty, ole, pig farmers they’ll throw me to the wolves. They grab their torches and pitchforks, forming a local mob, and chase me down to the swamp. I despise  the swamp! Such a disgusting place filled with disease and vermin. I could catch the flu, but none of this terrible lot will care!

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The heros have it much better. They strut around town, waving their hands at the crowds that gather around them, receiving unnecessary  praise. Hero’s believe they’re so special, BUT THEY’RE NOT! Hero’s are spoiled rotten. They grow up on the nice side of town where they can walk freely along the street without glancing back in case of  a threat. Heros grow up without any fear. They’ll never know how lucky they’re. I try so hard to defeat them, yet every time they figure out my  clever plans. And my plots are brilliant! They must be cheating.

Don’t villains deserve to be loved and adored? No one knows how difficult it can be to kidnap a king’s daughter. What is up with these princess’s today? Princess’s used to remain locked in a tower until some punk on a white horse arrived to save them. Now they fight back and win their battles on their own. Things were so much easier in the past, yet no matter how hard it gets I won’t stop spoiling the party. It’s in my blood. Someday I’ll outsmart them. Yes, I’ll outsmart them all and it will be glorious, so keep mocking me, angry villagers. You’ll soon be sorry!

Panic Attack

 

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Mom/ Miss. Wilkerson.

Laura, have you spoken to Jason? He’s acting so strange. He rarely comes out of his room, unless he has to use the bathroom. I’ve knocked on his door, asking if he’d like to go out to eat, but he doesn’t answer. He’s like a flash of lighting moving around the house. He leaves for school then returns to his bedroom without speaking a single word. He claims he’s not hungry when I cook dinner. Something or someone is bothering him, yet I can’t find out, because he won’t ask for help.

Could you try to talk to him? Send him a few text? I don’t mean to bother you, but you’re his best friend. If there is anyone he will confide in, it will be you. I’m grateful he met you. You’re a bright spot in his life. Please hurry.

Laura

Hello, Miss. Wilkerson. I’m not sure. Don’t worry. I understand. I talked to him last week. We didn’t talk for long. He seemed distant like something weird was going on. I should of asked him if he was alright. I’ll text him straight away. Thank you for calling me.

 

Laura

Jason, it’s Laura. How are you? Your mom called me. She said she’s worried about you. Are you ok? You seemed a little hesitant last week. Is it, because of Mr. Wheelers algabra test? I asked him to give me a few notes after class. He told me I was being nosy and trying to cheat. What a jerk. We should hang out this weekend. I’ll pay this time. Hope you’re alright.

 

Jason

Laura! Are you serious? Since when did you and my mom become friends? I told her to back off. She nor you understand how I feel right now. And I don’t feel like talking about it, so back off alright?

 

Mom/Miss. Wilkerson

Laura, please help! As soon as Jason texted you back he threaten me! He scolded me for asking you for help. I begged him to tell me the truth, but that made things worse. He took his  baseball bat and smashed a lamp then left. He said if I asked him again he’d leave for good. I’m scared he’s going to do something horrible. I may call the police.

 

Laura

Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry. When he texted me, he wasn’t happy. He told me to stay out of it. I don’t know what is wrong, but he’s scaring me too. Did he tell you where he’s going? Don’t call the police. I’ll call my dad and let him know what is going on, but first I need to know where he is going. Are you safe?

 

Mom/ Miss. Wilkerson

Yes, Laura, I’m safe. Scared, but safe. I didn’t call the police, but  I called him twice. He didn’t answer. I feel bad, but I went into his room and found suicidal notes. He’s prepared to take his own life. He can’t do this. I won’t let my baby ruin his life. Please call your father and let him now!

 

Laura

What! Oh my gosh! I can’t believe this! Of course. Please remain calm. I’ll call my dad. Him and the police will handle this.

 

Laura

Dad. Something bad is happening. It’s Jason. I’m not sure, but he’s planning to kill himself. I’ve been speaking to his mom. She’s really scared. You need to find him before….. before…..

 

Laura’s Father

What the hell! Are you sure? Where is he?What caused him to think about doing this? It’s ok, honey. We will handle this, but how is Daisy? Go check on her and will try to figure out where Jason is headed.

 

Laura

Ok. That is a good idea. Please hurry, dad. I’m so scared.

 

Laura

Miss. Wilkerson. I talked to my dad. He knows and is now searching for Jason. I’m going to come over and stay with you until they find Jason. My dad is going to do everything he can to save him.

 

Miss. Wilkerson

Laura! Jason just called me. He’s going to do it. He’s at Moth Bridge. He’s planning to jump. He won’t listen to me. I’m scared. I don’t want to lose him!

 

Laura

I’ll call him. He can’t do this!

 

Jason, please answer.  Your mom called me. What is wrong? I know you don’t want to talk, but we must. Please don’t do this! Your mom is afraid. I’m afraid. Please don’t jump! We can handle whatever is going on. Don’t do this.

 

Laura

Dad. I know where Jason is. He’s at Moth Bridge. He’s planning to jump! Please save him!

 

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Alright, sweetheart. Thank you. We’re on the road. We will head that way pronto!

 

Jason

Laura, it’s me. I’m sorry, but it has to be this way. I can’t live anymore. I’m tired of it. Nothing has gone right. My father is dead. My mom is broke. We can’t keep living this way.

 

Laura

No, Jason. Don’t say that. Don’t ever say that. Your mom loves you. She’ll be devastated if you do this. I’ll be heart broken. You’re my friend, Jason. I will miss you. We will all miss you. Please don’t do this!

 

Jason

Shit, Laura! You called your dad. The cops just showed up. I can’t handle this anymore. I’m going to ju-( phone loses signal).

 

Laura

Jason! Jason!

 

Laura’s Father

( Twenty minutes later)

Laura. It’s ok. Jason is ok. We got to him before he jumped. We stunned  him, but he’ll be alright. Tell his mother he’s going to be ok.

 

Laura

Oh my gosh! Thank you, dad. I’ll tell his mom right away!

 

The End

So, what do you think of this story? Pretty thrilling huh? The idea came to me, so I wrote it down ASAP. I hope this story doesn’t offend anyone. Suicide  is serious. If this story came across as offensive I’ll gladly take it down. Let me know your thoughts. Thanks for reading!

 

 

 

 

 

Embracing The Pain

Procrastination is a writers worst enemy. I’ve noticed many writers usually get bit by the bug from time to time. One moment you’re writing like a jack rabbit, running around a race track then one day you feel hopeless as if you’ll never write again. Where does this feeling of regret begin? Why does it happen? And is it possible to overcome?

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I ask myself those questions, but I’m not sure if there is a concrete answer.  There are solutions,  yet is there someway to say screw my ego I’ll write 1,000 words today? It’s easier said than done. I’m not alone here. Many writers face this same problem. How can you love something, yet feel so broken? Somedays I desire to delete those documents and kiss them good bye. The next day I’m full of excitement. It’s like torture you enjoy.

 

When we feel this way, I think it’s best to take a deep breathe and not worry. We know our strengths and weakness’s. At least some of them. We know when it’s time to write and when to give up. Giving up isn’t always a weakness. Sometimes we need to chill and not care so much. The words won’t randomly disappear never to be seen nor heard of again. Ignore self doubt and embrace the change. Talk to a friend. Express to them your feelings and allow yourself to pause. Enjoy the break. Embrace it. Soon enough, you’ll get going and write again and again and again, because you love it.

1984 Film Adaption

Amazon Prime has been adding new films and shows to their collection. One film they’ve added is 1984. 1984 is based on the chilling scifi-dysotopian story by George Orwell. I’ve never read 1984, yet have heard about this story a thousand times, so I watched the movie last night. A pretty dull film, yet its message was clear as light.

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1984 Takes place within England in the year 1984(duh). A repressive regime holds complete control over its people. They’re run by criminals who demand perfection. Do this. Do that. Love big brother. The smallest mistake could be catastrophic.

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The MC is a man named Winston Smith. This character struggles to understand life in his world. He’s full of creative and immoral thoughts. He is given a book, revealing the flaws of his world, yet this protagonist doesn’t do much in the film except sneak off with his lover or get tortured for his disobedience. So much potential gone to waste! Like I get the point why he’d act and reaction to things in such a way considering he’d lived his entire life like that, yet as a movie watcher I would had enjoyed a few suspenseful scenes adding layers of action. No offense to John Hurt. He did a remarkable job in this role, yet I’d rather watch an active character like Katniss rather then this passive fellow who lived such a miserable life.

 The setting for a majority of the film is dark. A majority of scenes take place in the city where it’s lifeless, figuratively speaking. No freedom. Only enslavement. The thought police run the show. A real spooky image is the all seeing eye. No matter where you are or what you’re doing big brother is watching. It’s creepy to compare this story to aspects of today. Stories maybe ancient, yet their information is useful still in modern times. I’m interested to now read the story and compare it to its film adaption. My reading senses tell me the story will be considered better.

 

Character or Plot

What type of stories do you prefer? Character driven or plot driven? I’ll read either, yet I prefer to write character driven stories. I love stepping into the characters shoes and figure out what role they play in their world.

 

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Action is exciting, yet its not a person. Action doesn’t have feelings, although it does provoke them. If a person suddenly leaps out of a burning building,  action is causing some extreme emotions here.

Character driven stories allow the reader to see inside the protagonist head. We see their thoughts in action. In To Kill a Mockingbird, Scout is the main protagonist. We see things from her adolescent view. She’s a kid, growing up in a small town. She’s living large while those around her around aren’t as well off. Her thoughts and worldview of her community change as the story progresses.

I get ideas for stories, pretty much, everyday. You know how it goes. A thought or emotion drives the muse crazy, yet the ideas the muse leads me toward aren’t always beneficial. Before I develop characters or build up the plot points, I need to figure out if the idea is character driven or plot driven. Like I mentioned earlier, character driven is my bread and butter.

I’ve heard fellow writers say to not pay attention to the genre. No offense, but I find this advice incorrect. Each writer has their favorite flavors. If you enjoy banana splits why eat cookies and crème? Don’t force yourself to write what you don’t enjoy writing. Follow your heart.

 

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