Just needed to get this out here, out here with the zeros and ones.

Every morning I wake up to a new episode of the Sitcom: My Life. Starring me, me, me and the people surrounding me. Hearing that fake laughter from an invisible audience. Laughter. My co-actors are my friends, my landlord. Perhaps the direktor is my boss, my job, faith? Please, laugh now, come on, go ahead. I take a piss while I’m brushing my teeth. Too be honest, there just isn’t too much to talk about when it comes to my life. It’s just boring, I can barley stand it, thinking of it myself. Every morning I take the same bus, the same ride, to the same stupid, boring job, to the same grey steel-and-glass building I’ve worked at for years.

Destination: Cold Coffee.

Destination: Stress.

Destination: Paper Cuts.

Drug Time

Let us think this thought in its most terrible form:  existence as it is, without meaning or

aim, yet recurring inevitably without any finale of nothingness:  “the eternal recurrence.”

Just thinking about haunted and wondered--what is your biggest fear?

Hi

I just recently signed up for the writers workshop after a long debate with myself. As soon as I submitted my payment info and logged in to check out the whole process, I grew apprehensive again. The reason being, I feel very uneasy about taking my work and putting it out there in cyberspace for hundreds of strangers to read and digest how they see fit.  I assume these are pretty normal feelings for most people on here. I have to admit, criticism  and the idea of people dissecting my writing scares me a little, but I know its essential to put yourself out there, to recieve constructive and possibly destructive feedback. Anyway, Im wondering if any of you out there have shared my concerns but feel that doing this has ultimately been  rewarding  and has enhanced your writing experience . I look forward to hearing from you

thanks

Why, when I take my formatted word document and format it correctly into the body of new post, when I preview it I seem to have lost all the formatting? Am I missing something?

Emily

www.emilykendy.com

If anybody wants to review this , it would be greatly appreciated. First thing I've written, so any feedback would be really useful, as I don't know what the hell I'm doing. Cheers

Since nobody except for me has posted anything to be reviewed, I'm putting up another piece.  PLEASE PLEASE comment on it.  EVEN if you don't know much about poetry, or don't know quite what to say.  Your opinion matters!  If you like it, say so.  If you don't really like it, but can't figure out why, do your best to explain (do you feel like there is not enough there?).

JKabol, if you want ot put something up I'd be happy to review it for y ou since you're the only one that's gave this thing a shot so far.

This one is about people I know, with a projection into the future.

Oedipal Perversion

Mark was hooked on junk, and his girlfriend, who he called his wife,