Poetic Tragedy

I’ve had this phrase going in circles in my head all day today. I couldn’t pin point where I heard it, but it seemed fitting to how I felt.  The song says, “The cup is not half empty as pessimists say. As far as he's sees, nothing's left in the cup. A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge”

Dustin/Jack

I probably could have put more effort into this, but it is very hard to find online pictures that match what I have in my mind. This is more  Jack themed than Dustin, but Jack does seem to always overwhelm Dustin

blurgh

I am taking a creative writing class, for the second part of the spring semester. It started not too long ago, and all I have to say is that I hate it. I completely hate this class. I don’t like the professor, I don’t like the way she expresses, how dismissive she is of what I tell her.

Someday, this day

I'm kind of bummed over the reception the story had. It's a cute little two part fic, but I guess it hasn't been anyones cup of tea.

Reflections and Photographs: 29 preview

Wow, I think chp. 29 is the second to last chp. for the story! Here is a picture preview for it:

Review: The Heart of Texas by RJ Scott- Bought for Kindle

Run for the hills, save yourself, run!! Just don’t lose your time and money on this “book”. “The Heart of Texas” has been the biggest waste of $7.99 I have ever made. I cannot believe I spend that much on such an insipid, boring, stupid, story.