I’m a great lover of the western genre and have been ever since I was a young boy. There’s just something nostalgic yet eternally heartrending about vast open plains or riding off into the sunset. I think for me it signifies a longing for something that can never be, but you still devote yourself to attaining it. Last evening I watched The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, which has become what I will not hesitate to claim Continue reading
It’s been two weeks since my last post. Although I haven’t been entirely busy, I have been devoting almost all of my writing time exclusively to my novel. I would say there will be very few prose posts in the near future because I’ll mainly be focusing on that. I’ll try to churn out some poetry or opinion pieces in the meantime. I have written some new short stories I’ve sent to magazines or submitted for contests, so hopefully it goes well. Always hopeful. For the time being, here’s a poem that is a few years old with quite a complex rhyming and syllable scheme.
I am the Bugle boy-
Hear my lonesome tune ring,
While Sirens dance and prance and sing,
Becoming jealous of my song.
They tear away my eyes-
Replacing them with deep mirrors-
Then laugh and jeer and make sweet fun,
With eyes or no, my song’s not done.
My tune is writ and full-
I no longer see light of day,
But still I mumble, tap and hum,
And play my horn without Continue reading
It’s no surprise to those who know me that I frequently incorporate movie and television quotes into my everyday speaking vernacular. Stuff from the Simpsons and Seinfeld is generally always well received, but sometimes it can backfire. Admittedly, this can be annoying when you get me and my friends Devin and Greg together because we just go off on large tangents, acting out partial or full scenes from shows. Generally, 95% of the time, these shows are the Office and Extras. Ricky Gervais is a favourite of ours and his works have some of the funniest, most-awkward and downright best quotable scenes in modern comedy. His new show, Derek, is joining the huddle.
While not as cringe-worthy as Gervais and Stephen Merchant’s the Office, or as outlandish as their Extras, Derek is as heart-wrenching as the two combined. That is to say, the Office and Extras both have very grounding and poignant moments in their series’, but Derek reaches a whole new level for Gervais.
I don’t really enjoy the process of reviews that divulge into long-winded diatribes or gushing praise, so for the sake of keeping this short I’ll just sum it up in one sentence: Derek is a typical Gervais-style comedy about life. It’s funny, quotable, passionate, has loveable and detestable characters, but more than all it is a show that makes you think about what’s important to you. Series one just finished yesterday (March 6, 2013) with a very tear-inducing finale, but has already been renewed for a second series.
This story is my attempt at a ‘fable’ of sorts. I kept it short for just that reason, but tried to add as much detail as I could in the space I provided. It’s a few years old, let me know if you enjoy it.
Many hundreds of years ago, while civilizations were young, there was no land bereft of war. All manner of men were either conquering or fleeing from those who would conquer. Certain men attempted to take advantage of this situation and annex the weakness and flurry of the land, capturing for themselves the wealth these areas had to offer. During this time it happened that two countries lead by two young Princes, each on separate campaigns, finally came to an ultimate front. And this is where our tale begins. Continue reading