Bio: I express my artistry through emotional meditations and lowercase letters. My heart is pure; my poetry, self-published.
1. If there’s a sock on the door, don’t come in. I’m busy reading Vonnegut.
2. If my beret doesn’t give away my artistic tendencies, then I’m sure the Apple logo on my laptop will.
3. A sublime exhalation of youthful exuberance, in a premature outpouring of passion. (But give me 10 minutes, and I’ll try again.)
4. I’m not arrogant. I just don’t need to take writing advice from the dude who wrote “Charlotte’s Web.”
5. Yeah, well, how many literary-fiction journals have *you* been featured in, buddy?
6. Is that a Bukowski in your book bag, or are you just happy to see me?
7. Personally, I find the em-dash more progressive than the semicolon.
8. How endearing. I went through my own period of rugged Hemingway terseness back in 201.
9. We haven’t truly lived until we’ve written in the first-person-plural.
10. I’ll trade you three gently used issues of Glimmer Train for your annotated copy of “Burning Down the House.”
11. I’m not in it for the monetary compensation; I’m in it to bare my soul through the written word. (Besides, Mom pays my tuition.)
12. My tattered journal contains the scribblings of my soul. Plus, my Econ notes from yesterday’s class.
13. She left my emotional core stinging from the lash of rejection. (It also stings when I pee.)
14. I see you consistently get “it’s” and “its” confused. You need a bib to catch all the drool?
15. [Literary flirting] “So, you want to get coffee sometime? We could discuss whether Truman Capote wrote To Kill a Mockingbird.” Keep reading…