So I Decided to Post Stuff on This Blog Again….

May 1st, 2008, 10:29 pm by DarkWolf

Yeah, yeah, yeah. So it’s a long title, okay, so It’s more like a sentence than a title. But, its MY blog and I can do whatever I want to it! ….*looks around wildly*

You know, you look reeeeeeeeeeeal familiar. As in familiar, I-know-where-you live-so-you-can’t-criticize-me-or-suffer-a -fatal-death, kind of familiar. Yeah that’s it…..

Um, so anywho, How have you been?

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P.S. There are two new postings in “stories folder” for White Oaks series.

Yay, a New Posting!

February 18th, 2008, 11:49 am by DarkWolf

Hello World,

or minor grouping of friends and family, teehee. I’ve placed part two of White Oaks in the stories folder, and there is a new poem too. And as I know I can rest assured that you will absolutely adore and worship my artistic scope in these small samplings, I shall pass the time by waiting for you comments of devotion and love for my skillza!

… What? Pursed Lips Smilie Am I wrong?

Purging the Trash

November 26th, 2007, 7:32 pm by DarkWolf

Alrighty, so I’ve freshened up the site by trashing some of the crappier (and slightly embarrassing) pieces I put up and they will never be spoken of again. So Shhhhh!  *whispers intently*  They never existed!

And moving on… I thought I would test out a revamped opening to a story “White Oaks”, see what kinda response I get… (Ok ok, If I get a response). Don’t be too harsh now.

Sooo Yeah….

October 10th, 2007, 12:14 pm by DarkWolf

Yep. That’s all I got to say about that.
Busy dealing with crappy life stuff, so I apologize to all my devoted readers. (cough, cough). I will try to post more stuff sooner than later but its kinda of hard to write at the moment. Well, that’s all for now.

Mr. Sniffles Smilie

Lyrical Spewings

August 11th, 2006, 4:33 pm by DarkWolf

I posted a new poem, “Dream Fever”. One I created for a literature class a long time ago. I read up on Johannesburg and the apartheid laws, intrigued when I read Langston Hughes’s “Johannesburg Mines”. I found out a lot of things that sickened me and this poem is sort of the result. It comes from the perspective of the natives who where victims of common place prejuidice.

I don’t understand humans’ liking of cruelty. Glad I’m not one. *eyes dart around nervously* Hehehe. Did I say that aloud?

Oh, I also added on two new Smilies in my wannnabe art section.