Scarlet Women and British Literature

Today I had quite possibly the best class of the semester because we succeeded in going off into the most tangents in a single class that I have ever seen.

In British Literature we got into groups to prepare our presentations on one of the authors that we have been reading: Lord Byron, Percy Shelley, and John Keats. My group killed some of our free time by discussing Game of Thrones, guys who bring girls flowers, and accents.

Discussing Lord Byron led us into many tangents, each of which was way farther than I would have ever expected for a college class.

We discussed how Lord Byron slept with over 200 women and the double standard that exists compared to a situation of if a woman slept with that many men. A few sentences later and somehow our class talked about Fifty Shades of Grey. I don’t remember the connection but regardless of context it was most entertaining because it is so far from usual discussion in our class.

Let me tell you, Tangents were extreme. Our class talked about racism, sexism, religious practices, I could have sworn that we all broke out into saying random words at one point with no regard for their significance.  It was amazing.

We had many great things to say about poetry as well. The class seemed very interested in the way that I read “Darkness” by Lord Byron. I of course said that the secret came from paying careful attention to the punctuation because that is usually the author’s tool to guide the flow.

I would say that the coolest part about all of this was that the whole class was up in arms about some comments, total agreement on others, and occasionally lost due to the pace of such a discussion. All the while my group is standing up at the front of the class and I felt like I was juggling by the many subjects that came up that were thrown at the front of the class to get our opinions mostly because this was a presentation.

I have to give credit to my English teacher because she is such a sport during discussions. When subjects get a little farther away from the subject she just rolls with it and makes sure that we are being considerate of other people and that we are thinking like students instead of aimless people.


Game of Thrones Season 5 Opinion(Spoiler Free)

I am not sure about how I feel about the upcoming season of Game of Thrones. According to the show’s creators, they are doing things that haven’t happened in the books. I think part of this comes up because they can’t continue to base the show off the books for so long because they are progressing many times faster than George R. R. Martin can write the books. The main thing is that I have heard that they are killing off many characters who aren’t dead in A Song of Ice and Fire. Honestly this bothers me a little. I am disappointed that they would not stick closer to the books because so far they have a great interpretation of what Martin has written. I have said many times that George R. R. Martin is the writer I could never be because of his willingness to kill so many characters. Don’t get me wrong, I think that he does a great job. I just get to attached to characters that I work so hard on that killing them has to have a purpose in one way or another. So I guess that it is not a surprise that he would continue to make choices that are vastly different from what I would do if I were in the same situation.

Either way; I have faith that they will continue to make a great series. I am not going to lie. I am hooked on the series and it is among my favorites on television. Still, I can’t say that I think they are going about this the best way possible.

Why I Write

I write because I have things to say that my voice just can’t convey. I seek an audience other than the one in front of me at any given time and I hope to find others who are looking for someone with my personality. Blogging is quite possibly the best way to approach said speaking because it is limited to no one and will eventually find the people who want to read it at one point or another. I am an artist with a set of beliefs that I think are worth sharing because they may help someone else find their voice or get through their day a little easier as a result of my words.

I believe in the power of music. Oh, don’t look so disenchanted. I don’t think of music as some sort of Disney wizardry that will right all of the wrongs in the world. No. Music is like Love. It has all of the power that you could possibly give it and it is amazing not only because of the good in humanity, but despite all of the horrors and atrocities that plague every inch of this earth. Music is just the vehicle for change that I choose to utilize in order to understand my fellow man. I was once powerless, afraid of everyone and everything around me. Music has given me so much because it gave me a voice. Whether it is through my lyrics or just my writing of riffs, I get to display the way that I look at the world and ultimately how it affects me.

Practicing has given me discipline. Of all the efforts in my life, playing an instrument has taught me just how much time I have to spend in order to reach the level of talent that I desire. I believe in the 10,000 hours theory and I am of the belief that I will reach that mark as soon as I can. In life you get out of it what you put into it. Music has also taken away that feeling of wanting the week to be over faster so that I can just live in the weekend. Now I cherish every day because any free time is an excuse to hone my craft to an even higher level than it was the day before. I wish that I could help anyone else find their forte, their art, their place of happiness. If I could then said people would be able to enrich their lives in a whole new way.

This is just a positive rant, but hey. It is how I feel.

The Digital Natives-Poem


We communicate at the speed of light.

Conversation-we perfected it

There was this awesome thing I read on Tumblr the other day

. Oh wait…You didn’t read it. Well….

Spelling be damnmed! spellcheck  made u obsolete .

YOLO?- how cliche an idea we claimed for our own

even though it’s rehashed. #Swag because we can

maybe bother to

Justify  it with another overt brag

Trends? its easy just follow the leader

more people follow me on twitter

than the dead guys i rip off

with smart quotes.

and by the time you read this

another fad has passed you by

Our egos rage like forgotten Sun Gods where

We are our own center of the universe.

Never settling for second best. Seconds to us are

Hours for our parents.

So close yet so far apart.

We communicate at the speed of light.

Conversation-we perfected it

There was this awesome thing I read on Tumblr the other day.

Oh wait…You didn’t read it.


What can I say? i must admit that i grow tired of the games, the qwickspeak, the girls who walk away in the middle of a text conversation: what did i do wrong?

I’ll be on a date with the girl of my dreams only to lose her to the blue light of and led screen as they are hypnotized by the stuttering clicking of liquid crystal keys.

I fear that I will do the same in time

Romance? i no longer bother.

After all I’ll just keep to my ‘ships

We have countless avenues of expression,

Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Desktop Wallpaper.

Maybe I’ll even blog about it, write it into my fanfiction



Don’t ask

maybe google knows

Everyday our souls grow more weary, more strained,Our brains fluffed and minds untrained.                    Go ahead and contradict us, we’ve already prepared a witty retort.

Starting My Solo Album

During my Senior year of high school, I wrote ten songs which I called Allegories. At the time I was just working with a guitar, a Macbook Pro, and GarageBand. It turned out well, but I have recently decided to write, record, and re-imagine them now that I am an exponentially better player, writer, singer, and producer as I was then. I will be posting more details along the way, but I am writing more blog entries per my New Years Resolution and I thought that an update on one of my music projects would be a great way to start 2015.

Video Games: Toys give way to Stories

Video Games: Toys give way to Stories

I could not have been more obsessed with toys as a child and nothing was more sacred to me than playing with them. I cherished these figures in my life whether they were Power Rangers or Army Men. Nothing in life could compare.

That is until I discovered video games. In December of 1998 I received a Nintendo 64 for Christmas. I remember being excited about it, yet I don’t remember any anticipation because I doubt that I knew that I would get it or not. I don’t even know what games came with it. All I know is that before long, nothing could compare to the time I spent solving puzzles in Glover, fought it out with my brothers on Super Smash Bros., and saving the princess in Legend of Zelda.

If I could point toward anything getting me into video games, I would say that Easter of 1999 was being in the perfect place at the perfect time because I received Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. Nothing else had stimulated my childish brain like the story of being the lone force of light amongst a world filled with evil. Such as story had been around for thousands of years, yet it was in those afternoons diving through the game that I learned that stories experienced with a controller hooked me more than anything else. The funny thing is that I wasn’t particularly good at the game. I had to have so much help from friends of mine to get through the first dungeon. Every aspect thrilled me on every level. The villains, monsters, weapons, and dialogue fueled my childhood daydreams for years on end. I couldn’t have been more excited to know how to read since that was the only way to understand what was going on. There were no voice actors other than the sound of being hit or crying out during action sequences. I took the idea of a lone boy taking on the world and incorporated it into my own life. Every situation had me faced with the negative influences of friends who tried to grow up faster than I wanted to and bullies who told me I was nothing. I thought of myself as a lone hero in a world that wanted nothing more than for me to give into peer pressure or hate myself.

This only strengthened over time. I found empowerment through playing games time and time again. I moved forward to playing as Master Chief or Jedi Knights and the list just grew from there. Playing was never quite as enjoyable as it was with the consoles by Nintendo, Sony, and Microsoft. They were my great Triumvirate. The worst of days could be remedied by sitting down, powering on, and stepping into the shoes of countless characters.

Fast forward to now and I see myself learning how to code and write stories of my own with hopes that I could share my own ideas with others. This may even be why I am getting back into blogging. I look toward more sources that give me room to express myself despite all of the forces that kept me from doing so for so many years.

That is what Playing is for me. Other than my music, nothing comes close to giving me so much enjoyment.

Dustie Waring’s Signature PRS

Way to represent for the North Carolina Dustie. Finally the people at PRS are giving due credit to more metal players. There are plenty of metal-heads with signature models, but Dustie is neither mainstream nor overrated in the least.

Let’s talk about the guitar. It’s surprising that they went with an American made custom model instead of one of the PRS Se line. His guitar is subtly beautiful. I love the purple matte quilted maple top. That’s not something that you see every day. I am not much of a matte finish guy myself, but this guitar totally pulls it off. I would buy this guitar today if I had the money lying around. Black hardware complements it perfectly. Also…The Original Floyd Rose. If there is anything that makes this guitar look like a lean, mean, metal machine it is the Floyd. Paul Reed Smith introduced the Custom 24 Floyd, but this guitar looks like the Floyd really belongs on it. I have never played one of the PRS guitars with a Floyd Rose, but I am guessing that it is heaven. That is if heaven was made out of mahogany and maple.

I am just wondering why this is a limited run. Why in the world would they stop making a guitar that can handle everything from metal to jazz and all genres in between with equal grace? The closest “Metal” instrument they have is the Tremonti signature. I know that Paul doesn’t think of his guitars as instruments made for heavier music, but there is definitely a market that is looking for exactly what the Dustie Waring signature model offers. And they want to limit them? I understand that they are probably aiming to make the instrument appear special and exclusive. Who know? PRS may just decide to continue the guitar. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.