A Letter. A Poem. A Goddamned Monologue

"I don’t even know what you could call this.
A letter.
A poem.
A god-forsaken monologue.
I’ll let you decide. "- A Letter to A Certain Someone.

The writing blog of a student playwright/paranormal enthusiast/videogame addict living in Philadelphia. Also as a certain post about a seance revealed, I kinda see dead people. I'm currently working on a series of plays inspired by spirits I've seen. Check out plays for more info

Jul 18

Rethinking…

Rethinking why I haven’t been able to get inspired to write lately. Realizing that now may not be the right time to work on either God is Wearing Black OR Hiding in a Wasps’ Nest. I’m also thinking that neither get me as excited the Neat Freak Cycle as my senior project. And so I’ve decided to work on that and my ideas for paranormal theater for the rest of the summer (Of course, that’s in addition too my work on Ethereal, The Walls, and starbucks.)