Pretty Good for Leftovers

I love, therefore I am

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This is the last post I’ll be making on this blog.

It’s been a good run but it’s time for me to leave. The way the writing community has been deteriorating over time disgusts me and I can’t bring myself to be a part of it anymore. Too many of you are self absorbed, egocentric narcissists who care little about writing and more about your own personal vanity and that is beyond pathetic to me. I saw myself as having a choice to make. Either I could adhere to the sad ways of the rest of you, or I could leave. Since I refuse to conform and join in the mockery many of you are making of writing, I’m going to bid you all farewell. If anyone cares to keep in touch, I do have another blog and I’ll post the url in this post. I just couldn’t bring myself to be a part of this joke of a writing community anymore. The editors, sell-out writers, and popularity starved fools have made it impossible to want to be here another second. With that, this is goodbye for most, see you later for those who decide to keep in touch. It’s been nice knowing you.

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Open letter to writers of Tumblr,

I see many of you who write for the purpose of gaining popularity, for vanity, and for selfish motivations. Whether it be the editors themselves or once humble writers who have taken turns towards self absorption, I find this trend to be a sad, pathetic one. There are few writers on here that I still respect and admire, only one in particular whose opinion actually holds any weight with me, and I find it to be incredibly disappointing that less than a handful of people haven’t succumbed to the fatal grasp of their own egotism. 

It isn’t about writing with you people anymore. Well, most of you. You’re not in it for the self expression, the passion, the love of the craft. You’re in it to be popular, to gain notoriety, and to try to achieve status, to put yourselves on a pedestal. I see so many of you reblogging your works time after time, trying to promote yourselves, and showing us all that above all, narcissism will almost always prevail over pure intentions. There’s no inspiration amongst you anymore. Asking for prompts either to satisfy “fans” or because you don’t have any real inspiration to write in the first place, shamelessly promoting yourselves, it’s pathetic to me.

Since 1 July of 2010, I’ve been here and seen changes in the landscape of the writing community. I’m not doing this as a cry for attention or anything of the sort. I’ve already got a good handful of followers, been featured a handful of times, and have had my fair share of recognition. It’s not about that. I’m writing this because I’m disappointed in many of you for what you’ve become. You’ve become mindless drones focused solely on self promotion and feeding your own egos rather than having any inspiration, emotion, or authenticity behind these words you try to pass off as writing. This place has changed a great deal in the last 2 years and not in a good way. It’s just another popularity contest in which focus to the important things (the passion, the love for the art form we hold/held so dear to us) is lost and is transferred to the things that feed the selfish desire to turn something beautiful and genuine into an excuse to feed our own narcissism. 

In closing, I’d just like to say that the disappointment I have for many of you runs deep and that you’ve made my experience here an entirely joyless one. I used to enjoy coming here but now, it’s a far cry from what I used to know and with the way so many of you are, I don’t expect it to get better. If you read this, thank you for your time and I hope you have a good day.

Sincerely,
Benny 

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Thoughts

So many of us spend too much time watching the sun set, watching on as a good thing comes to an end, powerless to do anything about it. Personally, I’d like to watch the sun rise. I want to see something beautiful beginning, bask in its glory, and appreciate everything about it before it’s gone. 

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To the point

Let’s not waste time with poetic ramblings or get caught up in irrelevant imagery. If I’m being blunt, I think you’re beautiful, my heart skips a beat every time I catch a glimpse of your smile, and if I could have anything in the world right now, it would be you sitting here next to me. So let’s stop wasting time. Let’s run away, live this life like we have more to spare, and love endlessly. I have all the time in the world and I don’t want to waste another second. Won’t you come with me?

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Corinne Bailey Rae’s voice is like birds in the springtime, a cool breeze smoothing over your face, and a gentle touch from the one you love all rolled into one. 

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lmao it doesn’t matter one way or the other, I appreciate compliments however they come. You seem like a genuinely good man so it’s not a problem at all; kindness begets kindness.

aww thanks man! that’s so kind. i hope you didn’t think i was hitting on you by the way, i was just trying to pay a compliment - it’s so hard to interpret things over the internet! thanks once again for being so sweet!

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grandchariots asked: from what i can see of your icon, those are some impressive arms man! do you work out? your prose is very very good too!

I do! I try to be in the gym at least 4, if not 5 days a week and spend some time on the pitch twice a week so I can stay in shape. I’m glad you like my writing. I’m quite fond of yours as well and you’re one of the few writers I’ve been following on here for any real length of time. Your work is wonderful. I definitely appreciate the kind words. :D

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Til then, I wasn’t alive. I longed for you like the lovesick moon pulls the tide.
Corinne Bailey Rae

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Amy Winehouse, Etta James, and this mug of peach tea have me feeling all types of perfect today. 

Edit: Corinne Bailey Rae just came on too and now my day is officially perfect.

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To all the self-righteous people who can’t keep their ignorant mouths shut:

No, I am not going to cry for Christopher Newsom and Channon Christian. I am not going to demand media outrage for their murders. Why? Because it happened 5 years ago and more importantly, THEIR KILLERS WERE ARRESTED, CHARGED, AND BROUGHT TO JUSTICE! No, I am not going to demand media outrage or cry for Youcef Nadarkhani. I’m not going to demand media outrage on his behalf. Why? Because the reports of his execution in Iran are both false and premature and what’s more, HE BROKE THE LAW! It does not for one second matter whether the laws are just or fair, this man knew the law and what he was getting into. He consciously thrust himself into the position to become a martyr. He purposely broke laws and defied the Iranian government and is now being punished according to their procedures. He asked for what is being given to him. I will, however, demand outrage and thrust every ounce of my fury, outrage, and support towards Trayvon Martin. Why? Because an innocent, 17 year old child was murdered more than a month ago and those in the position of authority have done nothing to bring his killer to justice. There is not a single thing in this world, whether by law, common sense, logic, or witness accounts that protects George Zimmerman yet he remains free. Justice has not been done. Trayvon Martin was murdered in cold blood and malicious intent. I’m tired of people using his death as an excuse to say something else deserves more attention too or that another case was overlooked. NO! SHUT THE FUCK UP! Bringing up a case that was open and shut 5 years ago is a sad and pathetic attempt to downplay the tragedy that happened to Trayvon and his family. I cannot express the disgust I have for people who do that, try to downplay his death, or worse defend George Zimmerman’s actions. Hopefully he is brought to justice and gets what he deserves soon because I don’t know how much more of this I can take.

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Withdrawals

I’m a fiend, an addict in search of anything to satisfy this hunger. I’ve gone a while without a craving but damn do I need a fix now more than ever. One look at you and I’m ready to give in to temptation. I want to get drunk on your kiss, be intoxicated by the touch of your lips. I want to get high on your touch, inhale your essence and get lifted past the clouds. I want to wake up the next morning, eyes bloodshot, lovesick written all over my face. I need a fix now more than ever and the only thing that can release me from the slavery of addiction is you.

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