Found Poem

Inevitable Darkness

My daughters trailed softly into time's stretch
through the rioting prayer to death.
My sigh answered the quiet rumbling.
It's out of my savage hands.
I push through the darkened core 
out into the light. 

"The extraordinary is in what we do, not who we are."

The Process of Revising

When you first begin writing something, it's important that you just get all of your thoughts our on paper; try not to edit anything or worry about grammar.  As you go through the process of revising you can take things out, add new thoughts in, and fix any spelling or grammar errors.  As writers we sometimes become attached to what we've created, so it's important to remember to have an open mind.  As you're revising, take time in between each revision so that when you come back it's easier to see anything that might not fit.

Two In One: Final Draft

There’s a voice inside my head.  It’s distracting me and causing me to lose my train of thought.  Inside my body there are now two beings where there is only room for one. I stop and listen, and as I listen the voice becomes clearer. My heart beats faster and I freeze, not wanting to think a wrong thought and have her dislike me.  I’ve admired Jennifer ever since I saw her in the First Hunger Games movie. Before I can stop myself, I gush out my compliments and admiration. Then I realize exactly what has happened.

            This is strange.  She agrees.  This doesn’t make any sense, this shouldn’t be possible.  It must be a dream. We both shrug mentally and agree that’s the only logical explanation.   As I walk through the school she comments on how nice it is to be invisible for once. Ouch. So I’m invisible am I?  I hear her laugh echo in my head.  She didn’t mean it like that.  Being constantly bombarded by paparazzi and screaming fans can cause you to forget what it was like to live as a regular person.  She comments on how our hallways look like the inside of a bathroom. I laugh and voice my agreement.  Whoops, I just laughed out loud walking by myself down the hall.  This makes her laugh even harder.  Entering my next class a boy rams into my shoulder and I fall back and hit the edge of the door frame.  Jennifer shouts a curse at the boy.  I wince and prepare for the boy to turn around and beat me up.  Then I remember that I’m the only one that can hear her and I relax.  She wonders how I can just sit back and do nothing.  I tell her it’s better to just forget and move on than to cause more trouble.  Well, I would make him pay for it, she says.  I smile, I don’t doubt it. 

 

Two In One: Third Revision

There’s a voice inside my head.  It’s distracting me and causing me to lose my train of thought.  Inside my body there are now two beings where there is only room for one. I stop and listen, and as I listen the voice becomes clearer. My heart beats faster and I freeze, not wanting to think a wrong thought and have her dislike me.  I’ve admired Jennifer Lawrence ever since I saw her in the First Hunger Games movie. Before I can stop myself, I gush out my compliments and admiration before realizing exactly what has happened.

            This is strange.  She agrees.  This doesn’t make any sense, this shouldn’t be possible.  It must be a dream. We both shrug mentally and agree that’s the only logical explanation.   As I walk through the school she comments on how nice it is to be invisible for once. Ouch. So I’m invisible am I?  I hear her laugh echo in my head.  She didn’t mean it like that.  Being constantly bombarded by paparazzi and screaming fans can cause you to forget what it was like to live as a regular person.  She comments on how our hallways look like the inside of a bathroom. I laugh and voice my agreement.  Whoops, I just laughed out loud walking by myself down the hall.  This makes her laugh even harder.  Entering my next class a boy rams into my shoulder and I fall back and hit the edge of the door frame.  Jennifer shouts a curse at the boy.  I wince and prepare for the boy to turn around and beat me up.  Then I remember that I’m the only one that can hear her and I relax.  She wonders how I can just sit back and do nothing.  I tell her it’s better to just forget and move on than to cause more trouble.  Well, I would make him pay for it, she says.  I smile, I don’t doubt it. 

Two In One: Second Revision

There’s a voice inside my head.  Distracting me and causing me to lose my train of thought.  Inside my body there are now two beings where there is only room for one. I stop and listen, and as I listen the voice becomes clearer. My heart beats faster and I freeze, not wanting to think a wrong thought and have her not like me.  I’ve admired Jennifer Lawrence ever since I saw her in the First Hunger Games movie. Before I can stop myself, I gush out my compliments and admiration before realizing exactly what has happened.

            This is strange.  She agrees.  This doesn’t make any sense, this shouldn’t be possible.  It must be a dream. We both shrug mentally and agree that’s the only logical explanation.   As I walk through the school she comments on how nice it is to be invisible for once. Ouch. So I’m invisible am I?  I hear her laugh echo in my head.  She didn’t mean it like that.  Being constantly bombarded by paparazzi and screaming fans can cause you to forget what it was like to live as a regular person.  She comments on how our hallways look like the inside of a bathroom. I laugh and voice my agreement.  Crap, I just laughed out loud walking by myself down the hall.  This makes her laugh even harder.  Entering my next class a boy rams into my shoulder and I fall back and hit the wall.  Jennifer shouts a curse at the boy.  I wince and prepare for the boy to turn around and beat me up.  Then I remember that I’m the only one that can hear her and I relax.  She wonders how I can just sit back and do nothing.  I tell her it’s better to just forget and move on than to cause more trouble.  Well, I would make him pay for it, she says.  I smile, I don’t doubt it. 

Two In One: First Revision

There’s a voice inside my head.  Distracting me and causing me to lose my train of thought.  Inside my body there are now two beings where there is only room for one. I stop and listen, and as I listen the voice becomes clearer. My heart beats faster and I freeze, not wanting to think a wrong thought and have her not like me.  I’ve admired Jennifer Lawrence ever since I saw her in the First Hunger Games movie. Before I can stop myself, I gush out my compliments and admiration before realizing exactly what has happened.

This is strange.  She agrees.  This doesn’t make any sense, this shouldn’t be possible.  I know, it must be a dream.  As I walk around the school she comments on how nice it is to feel invisible for once. Ouch. So I’m invisible am I?  I hear her laugh echo in my head.  She didn’t mean it like that.  Being constantly bombarded by paparazzi and screaming fans can cause you to forget what it was like to live as a regular person.  She comments on how our hallways look like the inside of a bathroom. I laugh and tell her I agree.  Crap, I just laughed out loud walking by myself down the hall.  I look crazy.  This makes her laugh even harder.  Entering my next class a boy rams into my shoulder and I fall back and hit the wall.  Jennifer shouts a curse at the boy.  I wince and prepare for the boy to turn around and beat me up.  Then I remember that I’m the only one that can hear her and I relax.  She wonders how I can just put up with that and do nothing.  I tell her it’s better to just forget and move on than to cause more trouble.  Well, I would make him pay for it, she says.  I smile, I don’t doubt it.