Creative Writing Exercise, Find The Song Titles/ Lyrics
By my count there are more than 20 song titles and/ or lyrics in the body of this short story.
Best of luck to you in finding and identifying them.
By my count there are more than 20 song titles and/ or lyrics in the body of this short story.
Best of luck to you in finding and identifying them.
So, Andrew, here you go. This is how I conduct myself on social media sites like Twitter, Facebook, Empire Avenue and the like.
Each of them is written well. Like a real man. They have personal problems and egos and issues. So do I.
I don’t remember what made me think of the idea of community and what it means to me. But once I started I couldn’t stop so I decided to start writing it down. It’s what I do.
So, wish me luck. It’s going to be an exciting ride.
When I was younger and first started writing a lot I was a pretty typical teenager. I was full of...
Now, I understand that it might not be cool for a 28 year old dude to love Glee. But I don’t really care. I’ve been doing uncool stuff my whole life. Why stop now?
There you go, 25 random nuggets of information for absolutely no good reason. I hope you learned something.
Thank you so much, 2009-2010 Montreal Canadiens. I actually can’t thank you enough. I’ve loved you forever, and these precious people will too. I’ve complete confidence that they will see you bring the Cup back many times in their lifetimes.
I’m looking to expand my network. I put a call out for people to suggest writers, baseball fans, Torontonians, boys, girls and all cool friends. If I should be following you or someone you know please tell me so that I can.
A friend even asked tonight if there were any cigarettes in the house. I was honest with her and told her that if there were, I would have caved by now.
Friday May 21, 2010, 8:45 pm eastern standard time
It has now been approximately 22 hours since my last cigarette.
So here’s my offer moving forward, I will share and offer my thoughts and experiences and wisdoms/ foolishnesses with you…
So today I open myself to ridicule from the masses by confessing to you some of my quirks, superstitions and habits.
For those who don’t know me, my name is Patrick and I am friend of Josh, who asked me to write a guest post.
I’ll start this post with a little story that I witnessed the other day at the kindergarten school I work at.
Little Daniel was every excited when it was time to go home. Most children are but this time it was different. Dad was at the door picking him up. It didn’t happen often and little Daniel was ecstatic. He rushed to the door, hugged his dad and started to show him the wonderfully colourful drawings he did that day.