RequiemExMortis
There... now that the pleasantries are out of the way, I can get on with my application.
My writing style tends to lean toward the negative side of things... pretty much everything I've ever written held something in it of my own mental dysfunctions, social dysfunctions or familial dysfunctions. I often write cold, heartless, painful things; I write of crucifixion; of physical and mental disease; hell; self-hatred and pretty much anything else I can use to rant out loud at the general public on how much I dislike physically being around them. The truth is, I'd rather pull my own toenails off with a pair of needle-nose pliers than to leave my apartment some days; that I'd rather starve myself for days than to speak to a cashier at a grocery store, for the social contact required in buying my dinner for that night. I detest the public as much as I THINK they detest me and it shows in my writing. Sometimes, I lean more toward one than the other, but the distrust is apparent.
Unfortunately, I'm afraid there really is no such thing as a short sample of my writing. I've been writing for fifteen years and cannot write something so short as to take only a minute or two to read. I write mostly free-hand and never really bothered with learning how to write any other way, except perhaps Haiku, and I don't write it very often, if ever these days.
But, if you're just looking to get a taste of what's going on in my head, what's here should do. Should anyone have questions, my E-Mail address is listed on the application. Brap on.
RequiemExMortis's Works
Poetry (Fiction) | 2008-01-10 | Crucifixion |
Poetry (Depressed) | 2008-01-12 | Last Moments |
Short Story (Spiritual) | 2008-01-12 | Displacement |
Rant (Personal) | 2008-01-17 | Damnation |
Poetry (Haiku) | 2008-05-24 | Haiku |