Ordinarily, one would associate the notion of childhood with things like sunshine, or spring beginnings, magical flying unicorns, and the like.
I cannot stress how deeply this irked me as a child. Which is probably what drew me to the universally beloved and loathed Series of Unfortunate Events, by Lemony Snicket.
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The day started well. He had felt a curious sense of calm as he rocked out of the Tempur-pedic, flossed his teeth twice, and made eggs, two of which he fed to the turtle. Six capsules went down with eight ounces of fruit punch, and in a bathrobe, he sat down at his 1963 Remington, and began to type.
The fall of 2012 is, today, only a vague blur of cerulean beaches, tropical drinks, and heady baselines, streaming infectiously from the open windows of passing VW Beatles. I honestly don’t remember more than snippets.
My father remembers even less. Merely a week prior to our long awaited dream trip to the sparking island of Puerto Rico, my father had been diagnosed with a rare form of leukemia. “Stay home,” said the doctor. “Get some rest, and some blood work, and some vehemently painful bone marrow testing.” “Uh-uh,” said my father. And with that, we were off.
Thank you, Friends, for introducing our society to the mind numbing and ever prevalent notion of coffee culture. Because I, like the rest of the world, have nothing but an abundance of free time, and a burning desire to sulk on a cushy sofa, in the middle of the bustling city, and sip some half moldy, ten dollar drip for two hours straight. Thus... the epidemic of Starbucks. Today, I receive a text message. My dear old friend would like to meet. And now I have to actually go to this nonoffensive, uber trendy, retch-inducing place. Sigh. The author takes nothing but a wallet, a notebook, and a pen on this whirlwind fifteen hour, cross-country trip with four zany band mates in a '91 Dodge Caravan.
Written as a college English assignment, this piece describes the forces that led her to writing, and how it has saved her since.
In this piece, the author shares her perspective as a writer on idea generation, and organizing the mad flurry of thoughts that ensues into a story.
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