Creative Writing Journal #3

Today in class we were given the assignment to write constantly for 15 minutes. Below is my stream of consciousness response to the prompt. (warning not all the leaps are logical words may be linked by some inside jokes or by stuff that happened in class, also there is no real method to punctuation this is exactly as I wrote it on the page)

Stream of consciousness river stream water anything wet slugs bullets are slugs connections odd 15 minutes thats a long time why do I connect these things together questions lots lots and lots, how come, life the universe everything 42, numbers math calculus algebra trig. triangles Julien quotes 10th grade "It cant be a triangle it only has 3 sides" Anne Gloag Romania Numa Numa, meme, pedobear panda bear Julien hates, zoo, animals food cow chicken pig bacon, magic wizard people dear reader, hagar, hardcastle Mc Cormic , Brad Neely, Sodom and Gamora salt, salted pork, lord of the rings, mordor sauron, elves, silmirilian, books, artemis fowl fairies, tinkerbell, disney, pixar, toystory, childhood amazing nemo, cars, bugs life, wall-e, up, up up and away weeeeeeeee, wii wii would like to play advertising. Superbowl commercials Saints, Catholicism, pope, eddie izzard Henry the 8th, psychotic bastard religion. Noah, ark, blank blank blank indiana jones nazis, face melting, God, bananas, tasty, potassium, Kazakhstan, Borat, bad movies, twilight, gag me, sparklepire, edward, middle name Jeb, cool name, John common, gnats, angry ticks, anus is bleeding, don hertzfeld, memes again repeating myself why, out of ideas? no just repeating something new.... blank tokamac, fusion, starwars bad screenplay epic, R2D2, C3PO, HK47, meatbags! droid, android, google, drone, me, voice, email, talk, docs, sites, checkout. money I hate stopping to put money back in my wallet I feel like I'm blocking the next person. pockets, lord of the rings, hobbit repeating again... blank blank cramp, arm hurts ouch writers cramp sucks ledgible? can someone else read this. I can its sloppier than normal b/c my hand hears. abbreviations w/o w/ note taking. that hurts too. blank. coding, C/C++ increment decrement electronics board driver station, IO board cypress documentation rorshach, watchmen comics, Dilbert, sneeze gesundheit German nazis indiana jones repeating, pi, phi, e irrational sqrt(2)...

Thats the end of 15 minutes of constant thought. I may post an annotated version to explain how I made each leap to a new topic later.

Creative Writing Journal #2

For this creative writing journal our prompt was to take this picture:

and using only the information that the dogs name is Barder and that the orange turban gives him the power of flight, to write a story. Here is my story.

The Orange Avenger

It was a cold dark night in Toronto. Barder and his master The Orange Avenger surveyed the calm Canadian metropolis. They weren't your average superheros for one thing they got all their powers from a magical orange turban, also they were Canadian. For superheros they also didn't do much crime fighting. A calm breeze drifted past where Barder and The Orange Avenger were perched. Barder smelled something, his canine senses detected gunpowder residue. He barked loudly and pointed like a basset hound. The Orange Avenger lept onto his back and they were off, flying at nearly Mach 12 the arrived at the crime scene in the blink of an eye. The Orange Avenger dismounted and stared at the two criminals as menacingly as a midget wearing a bright orange turban can. Another American The Orange Avenger thought, bacon was the only thing going through Barders mind. The crooks shot at The Orange Avenger but he dove out of the way with his lightning reflexes. Barder suddenly snapped out of his bacon daze and realized what was happening. He flew at the first crook knocking him through three brick walls, the crook was out for the count. Barder, feeling rather pleased with himself turned towards the other crook who, in a fit of incontinence, soiled himself and ran away. The Orange Avenger came over to Barter and handed him a dog chocolate. The Orange avenger tied up the nearly dead crook. They took off, their shockwave shattering windows for 3 city blocks. Once safely up in the ionosphere The Orange Avenger summoned his secret flying cave of justice with a whistle mildly reminiscent of the Mario theme. Inside the cave was an advanced network of computers constantly scanning for crime, and ironically torrenting several movies. The Orange Avenger took off his mighty turban of justice and set it on the bronze sculpture of his own head "Damn." he thought " I look sexy." On the other side of the cave Barder had turned from his German shepherd esk physique back into a Pomeranian. Both The Orange Avenger and Barder snuggled into their respective beds. The next morning the mail arrived via teleport pad. Among the pizza bills, ads, and warnings from the Canadian copyright authority was a court summons. The Orange Avenger was baffled, "Why would the want me in court?" Ever the good citizen The Orange Avenger donned his turban of power and he and Barder flew down to court. Upon arriving at court the media began to swarm him with questions which he dodged like someones thrown shoe. He entered the courtroom. The judge stood up. "Orange Avenger you have been summoned because you are a menace to society. You have caused over 300 million dollars in property damage over the past year and have cause two deaths due to chronic stress induced incontinence. I hereby request you turn in your turban..."

This is as far as I got during class I will post the end of the story when I finish writing.