We’ve all been there before. One minute, you’re a three-year-old whose three favorite books have to do with space. The next, you’re on your way to become a planetary geologist, or whatever the kids call it these days. Or maybe that’s just me. I’ve come... More →
Darkness. That’s the first thing I remember.
How’s that for a clichéd beginning?
It’s the truth, though. One moment I was a mere wisp, a tiny, meaningless speck of dust. But like the strike of a match, the shock of a wooly sweater on a cold, dry... More →
Author's Note: This story is actually based off of a crazy dream I had about a year ago, in which I was at a masquerade dance, enjoying myself, when I was told by a scary man with a knife that he had captured Doctor, and... More →
It is everywhere.
The birds sit chirping in the trees,
But the pond lies calm and still.
Nature, the Great Creator, brings order from chaos.
As I bike on trails through the woods
The sun's rays dapple through the trees,
And shine on the water, turning it... More →
Before I start my article, I just wanted to say something. I have only been a Whovian for a few months now. But despite that, it’s had such a great impact on me that I’ve actually done/gone through all of the items mentioned below at... More →
Because this has been going on for far too long, and I have to vent it somewhere.
Dearest Little Brother,
I love you a lot. I really do, even if you think all I do is sit in my room and work on school the whole time,... More →