Monday, February 25, 2013

Review of The Walking Dead

The Walking Dead is a T.V series developed by Frank Darabont. It is based on the comic book series of the same name by Robert Kirkman, Tony Moore, and Charlie Adlard. It is a thriller/drama series. The Walking Dead is about  a plague that spreads through the world and turns the majority of the world into zombies. Some survivors come together and try to stay alive. The main character is Rick Grimes whom is the sheriffs deputy in the series. When the series starts, Rick awakens from a coma to find the world dominated by flesh-eating walkers(which is what the characters call the zombies), he goes to look for his family and meets up many other survivors along the way. The Walking Dead is intended for a young adult audience. It certainly suits the intended audience. This series is a very well made thriller/drama show. It keeps you on your toes all the way through the whole series. You don't want to take your eyes off the screen as the characters try to survive the conditions they have been forced to deal with. They try to find a safe place where they won't be eaten by the walkers or killed by other people looking to steal their supplies. I think this series is a great series that was written pretty perfectly.

Fan Fiction (Where are you going, Where have you been?

Connie stood barefoot on the linoleum floor, staring at him. "What do you want?" She whispered. "I want you," he said. Your coming with me Connie.
Connie didn't know what to do or say, she just stood there scared and confused. She thought, "what am I going to do? I have to do something, I can't just go with him."
Finally she spoke: "Alright Arnold, I'll come with you, but first can I go pack a small bag of some clothes and things? Then I will leave with you piecefully."
OK, be a good girl and go get your things quickly, then come straight outside to me.
Connie went into her bedroom which was just down the hall from the kitchen where she just left. She picked up a bag and some clothes to make it look like she was packing just in case Arnold broke his promess and did come into the house. What Arnold did not know, is that Connie has a house phone in her bedroom as well. Connie picked up the phone which was covered in last nights laundry and called her Aunt Tillie's house where her family was having a barbecue.
Aunt Tillie answered the phone, "Hello."
"Aunt Tillie help me! Theres a man here trying to take me out of the house.
Please send dad and mom home and call the cops. Please help me, I'm at home and theres a man here, hes going to take me away and kill me. I don't know whats hes going to do to me please just help me."
Tillie did not even get a chance to speak before Connie hung up. Connie was hiding the phone back under her clothes when Arnold yelled, "Connie, you had better hurry up my dear, before I come in there.
Connie came out with her bag. She  told Arnold that she wanted to go get changed since she was wearing her lounging clothes. "I never knew I was going out any where today'" she told Arnold.
Connie was trying to by some time. She was trying to wait till the cops got there so she wouldn't be taken away from her home.
Well Connie hurry up and get dressed, you can leave your bag here with me.
Connie went into the bathroom with a change of clothes. As she was changing she noticed that the bathroom window was just big enough that she would be able to fit out it. Maybe I could get out the window and hen hid in the woods in the backyard until the cops or my family got here, Connie thought to herself.
She opened the window quietly and started making her way out the window, when she got out the window she ran into the woods as fast as she could. She looked for somewhere to hide that she would still be able to see when the cops got to her house. She could hear Arnold yelling that he was going to find her. Finally Connie found a good hiding place, high in a tree, where she could see her house but where no one could she her.
Arnold was still looking for her. His gold jalopy was still in the driveway.
Connie was scared that he was going to find her but she had to stay strong, her parents would be here soon and everything will be ok.
Connie waited and waited, and finally she seen her parents and two cop cars pull into her driveway. Connie climbed down out of the tree and ran as fast as she could out of the woods. Arnold say her and ran after her. He didn't know that cops were in the driveway, so when Connie ran out of the woods with Arnold running after her, she ran right into her mothers arms. Arnold stopped in his tracks, looking surprised, he tried to turn around and run but the cops got him and arrested him, along with his friend who was being hauled out of the jalopy by another cop.
Arnold was charged and put in jail and Connie was reunited with her family.
She was never happier to be with her family. She realized how important her family really is.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Plunderverse Sonnet 18

Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when alteration finds,
or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, through rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
But this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.



Let                                            true minds
Admit                        Love           love

                                                remove
               s    ever-fixed mark
That                                                   shaken;
             star               wander
       s     th                                                                 e
                            fool
Within his
                                       brief hours and weeks
                                                         of doom.
    h    e                                      proved
                            no man ever loved.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Cocaine To Cope



Cocaine To Cope

As I lie awake for hours,
I think about all the lies.
I think about things that happened
that make me want to die.

As I start to loose my memory more
and my mind gets more messed up.
I feel the cocaine hit my brain
I hear the ringer, feel the rush.

I know that half its my fault
with the amount of drugs I do
but when that needles in my vein
the pain stops coming through.

At least the drug is sometime
away from the memories of my passed,
because it haunts me everyday
and will till the very last.

I wish my head wasn't filled with anguish
all the fucking time
Makes me need to take that shot
and makes me want to die.

Someday it will be all over
and then I can just sleep.
My mind will shut up talking,
Once I'm buried six feet deep.


Cocaine To Cope is a twenty four line poem composed of six quatrains, each follows an abcb rhyme scheme. The rhyme scheme and the words of the poem give the poem a depressed and painful tone. The speaker is trying to mask her feelings and memories of painful things that happened in her passed, by using drugs while she waits for the day that she can sleep forever.