Thursday, October 29, 2009

Push Through

Work is work somtimes it can be tough

But life goes on no matter how rough.

There are times that you want to stop

But you have to press on till your on top.



Big problems may appear

Just move along till they disappear.

This may take effort and cause pain.

But all this is what keeps us sane.



In the end it all works out.

Along the way just dont pout.

Push through

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Teaser

Hey everyone. This is a teaser for a book that im working on.

let me know what you all think. Be honest an artist thrives on critics.



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In another part of the premisis, Zach and Daniel were working out.



"So Daniel, what do you think of this Jason kid," Zach askes while Punching at a large red bag dangling from the ceiling," and what does your sis think?"



"Well I don't really care ,but my sister is a nervous wreck around him," Daniel replys, all while doing flips.



"Ha, figures your sis has always been a wreck. Then again she is insane," Zack stats chuckling as he throws a punch. Which thanks to his stupidity a ice pillar Soots from the ground coming between Zach's fist and the bag. " Dang it, what was that for."

" Watch what you say about my sister," Daniel says glaring a Zach.

"What its no my fault your sister is a moron who likes a wimp that can't talk to girls," Zach retorts.

Ice grows up from Zach's feet up to his throat abd begins to constrict. " My sister is not a moron you are, and that wimp that can't talk to girls not only makes my sister the happiest shes ever been but also just asked her out. Oh and one more thing if he is a wimp what does that make you after all he did cream your muscle bound ass," Daniel states with pure anger and realeses Zach, whom simply falls to the ground gasping for breath.

Explanation

Art in Words

I picked this title for my blog For the simple fact that its where im going to type up my stories that I've written and am writing. For People may not see it but writing is indeed a for of art.