It’s 11:34 on Thursday September 16 and I thought I’d share my absolute favorite drink in the world I call it the “Vermonter”
One Part Knob Creek Bourbon Whiskey, one part Vermont maple syrup, 1/4 part lemon juice, 3 parts club soda. pour whiskey, syrup, and lemon juice in shaker. shake vigorously. pour over ice, add club soda, stir and enjoy.
OK, so I’m stuck on a few details for Alta but i should have the next few pages done soon enough. Until then, however, I thought it might be cool to share with you some of my favorite poetry from other authors. The first selection is my favorite poem by my favorite Author, O Me, O Life by Walt Whitman. Enjoy
O Me! O Life!
by: Walt Whitman (1819-1892)
O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I,
and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the
struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see
around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring–What good amid these, O me, O life?
Answer.
That you are here–that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
So I’m trying to be all disciplined and whatnot and write a little everyday and I had this idea for a fantasy/steam punk style story. This is it for now but I’m hoping to add a little more to it everyday and maybe post a finalized draft once a week for review. I may post more often than that but we’ll see. Any-who let me know what you think, any commentary/directions are appreciated.
***ALTA***
“I want my life back,” I pleaded, “Can you give it to me?”
“No, your old life has been lost forever. Everyone you loved and everything you held dear means nothing in this world. We have begun anew, and you my child will change it all again.”
The voice spoke to me in a dream, showing me visions of places long gone. Fields and mountains flashed in my vision, cities and villages that had all been destroyed in the war. The war had come swiftly and lasted for more than six generations. Originating as a border conflict between Sparagand and Ebilion the atrocities committed by both sides was enough for King Candir to intercede. When the King stepped in the skirmishes became battles between full battalions, both Prince Fureo of Sparagand and Prince Baomor of Ebilion put aside their quarrel and joined forces in an effort to overthrow the King. Eventually escalating to include all of Alta the war became bloodier and bloodier as time went on. Thirty years into the war King Candir was defeated by the combined forces of the outer realms of Sparagand, Ebilion, Burguan, Genador, and Floranna. When the capital state of Altairia was finally over run in 734 I.G. Prince Fureo claimed the throne for his own, and each of the other realms claimed that their ruler was the rightful owner of the throne of Alta, thus began the great war.
So I finally scraped enough money together to buy a new hard drive for my computer. I lost all the info on the old one but meh… just a bunch of music i already own and some movies i wish i did. all the important stuff like my pix were on my external. Any who SCREW WINDOWS the whole reason i had to replace my hard drive in the first place was because i ran windows updater and it installed a virus on my computer. How’s that for service, so now I run Linux Ubuntu which is not only free but there’s about a million antivirus/malware programs and they are free too. I’m totally loving Ubuntu it’s easy to use, compact and best of all free. This all sounds like a plug for the damn OS so here if anyone is interested it can be downloaded here http://www.ubuntu.com/. Hopefully now that i have a computer again i’ll be able to get back to my writing and hopefully start posting regularly. Thats all for now ~Scott
Welcome! You found me, I don’t exactly know what it is that you were looking for but probably not me. My name is Scott Fletcher I’m a 20 something writer/ photographer with a passion for storytelling. This blog will contain everything including poetry and pictures, and not only that but insight into what makes a “starving artist” tick. Hope you enjoy.
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