#create writing

Thanks for the tag @pluttskutt!

The wind tousled her hair as she rode, engine purring in 5th. She hadn't bothered to tie it up; the only thing she'd had the state of mind to do was don her gear and grab the keys. Her eyes scanned the road ahead as she cruised. Her mind wandered as her body acted on autopilot and dropped a gear before leaning the bike around the bend. Therapy is overrated, she thought as she twisted the throttle to speed out of the corner. It's too expensive while wind is free.

Soft as snow, she, equally cold; Siobhan’s a dark one to behold, Yet lips, blood red, expose a smile With sharp canines that will beguile In ways that won't fit any mould.

She knows the gossip being told; The grapevine cries her soul's been sold, Yet ever she abides the bile, Soft as snow, she.

Her eyes reveal a soul, age-old, Still looking for the one so bold He'd choose their heavenly exile Over this society, vile, And melts her hidden heart of gold; Soft as snow, she.

Like, this is shit he’s done

• we once said we were group two and he was like “who said that?” And then made us group seven

• the group titles were “group 1”, “group 7”, “untitled”, and “shark bait”

• comes to class with his hair messed up in different ways every day

• I’m convinced he doesn’t brush it

• said he hates math on the first day, and keeps mentioning it

• failed comp 1 in college and still got a doctorate in English

• has accepted my homework folded as origami birds

• draws a person on the board so we can practice workshops

• walks over and changes the facial expression when people say stuff

• once covered the fake persons ears

• once said “padgnation” instead of “pagination”

• once had the entire class what Wattpad was

• was scared of the One Direction trope of moms selling kids to them

• forgot to assign our textbook

• mentions how much he hates grading research papers

• compares it to how much students hate writing research papers

• told us to have an individual notebook as a journal for this class

• told it had to be strictly creative writing because he didn’t want to see our biology notes

• has given us something to read that involves a mangled baby

• gave us a work without any quotation marks and basically laughed at my criticism of it

• told us that MLA was poisoning us

• proceeded to look at me every time a price doesn’t have quotation marks and asked me if it bothers me

• when someone else mentions it, he asks if that was what I was going to say

• told us his children’s names because we were talking about naming characters

• asked if we wanted to come to class on a holiday

• when we said no, he said “my wife wouldn’t let me anyway”

• talks about how his music is old

• literally plays the weirdest kind of music while we’re doing class work

• he’ll just go to YouTube and find “Afro swing” or something

• did attendance once by asking how our stories were going

• said “it’s like that sometimes” when I said “it was too sweet, so I killed someone”

• says that creative writing can’t be graded objectively (which is so true)

• seems to teach our class for fun

• once wrote “cat turds” on the whiteboard

•once he was writing something he didn’t want us to see yet, so he wrote it behind the projector screen

• cue the class slowly noticing and looking at him

• says “you’re going to hate me” whenever he gives us a difficult assignment

• has taken us on a field trip to the library twice (it’s a short walk)

• I told him I keep forgetting to take my vitamins and he said “what do you want me to do? Give you a slap on the wrist?”

— H.M. Wilson