I'm Back...For Now

Well, for anyone who is reading this, I have decided to start posting a bit on my blog again.  Do not expect it to be anything great, for I am mainly doing to help me keep track of my writing.  But, if you care to read, go right ahead, I will not stop you.  My hope in doing this is to simply hone my writing, and become a better writer in the end.  Having finished the first drafts on several projects, I am currently in the stage of revising.  That is all I can say about that, but I am very excited for the second drafts.  Hopefully one day my writing will be shared to the world, but for now, I must keep it hidden.

As always I remain,

The Night Writer

Time for an Update

Well, hello all!
It's been awhile again since I've posted, so I've decided to update you all on what I've been working on.  Basically it is a contemporary novel with action and suspense.  Unfortunately, I can't reveal much of the plot on here, but it should be pretty exciting when completed.  I'm currently about three quarters of the way to my original goal, and hoping to exceed it even more.
Anyway, that's about all for now!

Until then I remain,
The Night Writer

A Captured Light

Ever on I walked the gloomy streets of the city at night
Always ready with a staff in hand, ready for a fight
Because the streets are dangerous, especially tonight
As I walked on into the dreaded dark, I clutched my staff, sweating in fright
Every time I walked through this dismal place, something happened to renew my fear
But I have something secret that protects me, something that I hold very dear
Something I know no one else in the world possesses
Something that keeps the dark creatures in their recesses
For this thing around my neck keeps me safe
I hold it close, clutching it in its place
And if a thing should dare to attack me
I simply hold it up, and and reveal for them to see
It knocks them back, sends them retreating into the dark
For what I have is a piece of light, an ever burning spark
My captured light, a piece of day
And I know one thing, it is here to stay

Poems

I've noticed that most of my poems are sad.  I will try to post a more upbeat one next time.

I'm Sorry

I'm sorry for the things that I've said

I'm sorry for messing with your head

I'm sorry for being misunderstood

I'm sorry for not saying things I should

I'm sorry for the pain I've caused

I'm sorry for the friends I've lost

But there are times when I too get hurt

But that's no excuse for shoving you in the dirt

I promise I'll try to come right back

And make up for all those things I lack

I know that it's just not okay

I think about it every day

But I'm sorry that my thoughts aren't showing

But trust me they're in my head still growing

I'm sorry for the friend I've been

l won't let it happen again

A Random Story

Slowly, the man crept along the closely lying shadows on the monstrous barge.  Slipping from shadow to shadow, it was apparent that this man didn't want to be seen.  Taking out a compass, he looked at it and watched as the hand went wild, until finally settling in a direction.  A direction that obviously wasn't north.  Something was up here, and the man was determined to find out what.  He reached into his jacket and pulled out a gun.  Taking a silencer from another pocket, he screwed it on.  His first victim was an armed guard who was standing just on the edge of the shadows.  After squeezing the trigger, the man ran up to the guard and caught his body before it fell into the water.  He didn't want a splash to ruin his stealth.  The body was heavy, but the man was strong.  He pulled it into the shadows and left him to be discovered at a more convenient time.  After doing this deed, the man slipped into the light and looked down a long hallway where the guard had been standing.  There was another guard on the other end, guarding a second door.  The man crept quietly up, tiptoeing on the weathered carpet and got closer and closer.  Suddenly, the guard was alerted by a sound.  The man looked down and cursed his luck.  He had stepped on a tender part of the wood, and it had made a creaking sound.  As the guard turned, the man sprinted towards him.  Before the guard could shoot, the man had dived on the ground and shot off a round from his silenced pistol.  The guard fell into the water, making a loud splash sound that broke through the night.  The man froze.  His plan was ruined.  It was over, for now.  At this point, the only thing left to do was try and escape.  The barge was too heavily guarded to infiltrate further.  The man got up and ran for the only place that was left open: the way the guard had fallen in.  He ran and jumped in the freezing cold water, just as bullets hit all around him.  Swimming as fast as he could underwater, he tried to get away...

An Update

Hello Everyone, I'm sorry I haven't posted on here in awhile, I've been working on my two books and haven't really attended to the blog lately.  However, I will say that I have made some more progress on the books and some other short stories, so hopefully I can start posting on here again.