PAUL MATTHEW CARR
Temptations & Trespasses
A Nothing Day: Comic Books, Video Games & Graveyards
I wheeled the bike from the garage and took a deep breath. It was the start of the lull week that happened every summer. The week when every kid I knew was off at camp and I was on my own. Every year the neighborhood children would be shipped off to some 7 day secluded spot chosen by their parents. Whenever asked if they were excited to go they would
Saying Goodbye in Paradise (Or Waiting for the Hurricane)
I’m not sure if this is going to work. Or if it will make any sense let alone be entertaining to read. I guess you can call this an experiment. I am going to write about some recent events in my life unplanned, just off the cuff and see where it leads. And I’ll be doing it on the Internet so I’ll be leaving myself open for criticism which is
Sand & Sea: The Impermanence of Objects, 1st Meditation
Once, a long time ago, I lived in a house near the edge of the world. In the winter, when the air was still, I would lie awake at night and listen to the Ocean, to the waves. Relentless. Never-ending. In my mind, I could see them. They would turn and curl and fall forward into the Land. Crushing it. Tearing it. Taking little pieces away. Tiny bits of Earth
The Faraway Lands
My first trip to the Faraway Lands came through a Magical Box and was quite unexpected. It happened when I was seven years old and grounded. Now, to my knowledge there are three ways to get to the Faraway Lands. Each one has its benefits; each one has its drawbacks. One is not better than another, though if you decide to travel using these methods you may find that you
Creative memoir. Stories and sketches drawn from real events but with slight embellishments added for entertainment purposes. In other words…writing.
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