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LOC: United States
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LAST LOGIN: December 23
LOC: United States
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: December 23
I’ve been writing since I was six years old. I guess it’s just always been the one thing I really feel I am good at.
Aside from writing, I love punk, emo, screamo, metal, and rock music.
My fave quote is “I would rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not.”
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Memoirs of a Vegetable “So, do you really love him?” My friend Tracey Craigs asks me at lunch at Ian’s Diner in Trenton. We haven’t seen each other in a long time, me and Tracey. It is partly my fault, I suppose, for having my treatment stopped, therefore losing even more of my memory. Tracey - to think I’ve just recently remembered her. And we used to be best friends. She doesn’t know what I have become over the four and a half years we have been apart. I...
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Dear Susanna, A Broken Fairy is an uncompleted 62,261 word contemporary fiction novel set in Lake Falls, a fictonal town in Wisconsin. This novel is targeted mainly toward yound adults. With absent parents and seperated-though-foster-care siblings, the life of Rogue Elle Orfanelli has never been easy. Given the name of a broken and abused fairy, Rogue has always felt she carried the name a little to...
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Introduction: New York University N.Y.U. College Application Essay Number One: Rogue Elle Orfanelli Who I Am Who am I? It is the only question I have never been able to answer on my own. I am my sister’s twin. I am my mother’s and father’s daughter. I am somebody’s worst enemy. I am another’s best friend. I am a teacher’s student and a probation officer’s juvenile delinquent. I am someone’s greatest mistake. I am my own worst enemy. I am my boy...
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Introduction: New York University N.Y.U. College Application Essay Number One: Rogue Elle Orfanelli Who I Am Who am I? It is the only question I have never been able to answer on my own. I am my sister’s twin. I am my mother’s and father’s daughter. I am somebody’s worst enemy. I am another’s best friend. I am a teacher’s student and a probation officer’s juvenile delinquent. I am someone’s greatest mistake. I am my own worst enemy. I am my boy...
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Vinnie My baby sister, Claire Bear, called me today. I was at the airport, not to be yet again deployed to Iraq, but to meet a friend and fellow soldier named Buddy Henshee, on his way home from war. Buddy was only nineteen, but he didn’t have any family to come home to. His old man, an army captain, had been a killed due to being the victim of hate crime in his own home fifteen years ago, when Buddy was only three , and his mother had died of heart failure a few years before that, when Budd...
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this is so dark, but exciting and thrilling. i would like it under poetry, but perhaps a short story too, i guess. i love the beginning - its all very insightful, and i could imagine it as a horror film, or at the least a thriller. it also brings up many questions - god or demon being one, as u wrote. i like that. also kind of sad. the emotion is amazing. well, i am trying over and over to find something wrong to critique, but honestly, i really really like this. im glad you posted. keep writ...
wow - amazing beginning, such raw emotion. i felt sympathy right away, and trust me, when you make a reader feel such emotion right off the bat, you have a good thing going. amazing. just a questoin by why Mr. Wenceslas instead of just going with the already known character of ms houston? doesnt really matter, i just wondered. They were my father’s hands, but I didn’t recognize them. - great line. very true, goes well with how shes feeling. “She’s a threat,” One spoke “She’s my baby” my mothe...
first off, the beginning made me want to visit paris. lovely description. For Lain, there was much more to be forgotten in this whirlwind trip around Europe than just school. - very foreshadowing. well done. so so sad about her mom. but you express emotions clearly and real, and it was very touching. she never saw the pale blue roadster barreling towards her either. - this line is amazing. so unexpected and foreshadowing. good job. it was a very real moment in the hospital when all she wants ...
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In fact, they never mentioned her at all, even after I returned from Arizona. - not sure why this would make a difference, that he returned from AZ Before I decided to kill her, I longed to be like her - this is very powerful. i didn't see it coming. melded - molded may fit better.. not much emotion or background story going on here. i'm not I understand it all. i don't think this flows very well at first, with her saying his name at every end of each sentence. too repeptitive. i'm interested...
wow. this is so so beautiful. it really makes you think about life and death, about afterlife.. this is so powerful. well done. i really can't complain about anything, but maybe a few more verses touching on the background of who these characters are would nice. have you ever thought of transforming this poem to a short story? i bet it would be a good one, since you've put such heartfelt emotion into this poem. i really loved it. it is very publishable. well done, again.
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