Master PieceThere was something great in him. The young artist knew this, and knew he was capable of painting a great masterpiece that would be the catalyst for change, for progression, for revolution. In fact, the very piece hung before him. A beautiful and crazy concoction of colors and lines. These flowed together to form a work filled with contrast, repetition, rhythm, and the perfect balance of unity and variety. Yet, despite all appearances of perfection, the painting sat blankly on the canvas. All of its potential importance was lost because one element was missing. He judged it. He perused it. The element troubled his sleep and disturbed his dreaMaster Piece
Between 2Following is a brief conversation taking place over a short or long period of time depending on how you perceive it. It is a dialogue only. There are no character or scene descriptions, in fact you don' even know their names. I submitted it for my creative writing final and it's actually a part of a longer work, but didn't have time to finish. This, however, is the basic jist of the story.Between 2
Between Two
What are you writing?~A novel~So you can just sit down? Just like that and write a novel?~Yes~What’s it about?~Oh, different things… Why do you want to know?~Cause. It sounds interesting. You look interesting.
August 9, 2008
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"We've had musicians for centuries....they did their best to get melodies and beats that would affect people, get their toes tapping, get their muscles twitching, get their faces smiling, get their tear ducts pumping, get their hearts pounding."
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