Comments Posted By Eric Nentrup
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To think is to be human. I know of know other activity that makes me feel as alive. Other things make me feel, but thinking makes me who I am. I am a thinker. I think constantly. I have to think about what I’m writing this very moment because writing is thinking.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 02.06.2013 @ 10:58 am
I presented myself as someone who cares, but it didn’t matter. He was already one foot in the grave with regard to graduation. Earlier in high school, Darius listened to my advice. Now, he only gave it his utter contempt. This disappointed me to the utmost.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 12.11.2012 @ 5:35 am
Under the hill, the hobbits had their dinner party, flush with ale, seedcakes, and after dinner pipe smoking. Nothing but the best would do on such an extravagant occasion. Bilbo had returned victorious and satisfied.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 11.28.2012 @ 9:51 am
The local authorities had no power to change the outcome. Bane had decimated lower Gotham City and prevented the people from escaping over the bridges.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 11.27.2012 @ 5:35 am
Soon, this will be the past. Soon, I will be here in mind, body, and soul. Soon, this all will pass. Soon, soon, soon. Have you ever noticed that there is always something about the present that makes us think of “soon”? Soon the good will be over, soon, the bad will be too. This is power, the beauty, of soon.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 11.26.2012 @ 5:32 am
We have a 2 person spa in our backyard at our new house. It was a bonus feature I didn’t expect when we looked at it. My wife doesn’t enjoy it as much as I do, but on a cool morning or evening, nothing’s better than setting your sore muscles down in a pool of bubbly hot water!
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 09.10.2012 @ 5:39 am
What I want and what I need rarely align. I want something. I need something. I wish they were the same. It would be so much easier that way. Wouldn’t it? What do you want? What do YOU need?
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 08.15.2012 @ 5:50 am
I hate banks. They are the most corrupt institution on the planet. We wouldn’t be handling the issues we had today if we didn’t hand over our lives to them at the beginning of our country.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 08.14.2012 @ 7:42 am
Romney and Ryan, king of the banks, want to run the world into their pockets. Money, money, money, Romney, Romney, Romney! If it’s all about the money, the more we’ll be about the ruin.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 08.14.2012 @ 5:43 am
This website is an interesting concept. I don’t know how the developer came up with it but I think it’s the best way to get warmed up for writing. Just open up my mind and dump my ideas into the keyboard. I don’t even have to look. How many words can I type before I run out of time? I think PLENTY! This is the exercise. This is the concept. Just keep typing. Open my MIND. Free my words. Let them flow.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 08.13.2012 @ 5:38 am
If these walls could talk. Well, I’d fall out of my chair if they did. Then I’d scream all the way to the garage as I scrambled to find the sledgehammer. Or the crowbar. Anything to stop the walls from talking and causing me such unrest. It would be like I was trapped in an Edgar Allen Poe story or something.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 02.07.2012 @ 6:27 pm
There was blood everywhere. John didn’t know if he could save the soldier from the injuries he received during the last mortar shelling. There was shrapnel all throughout his abdomen. John had seen enough of this sort of carnage to last a lifetime.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 09.02.2011 @ 10:50 am
Aunt Clare’s yellow sponge cake always makes me happy. I’m nearly 12 years old and I still love to visit her house and spend the weekend. Uncle Carl has a stack of vintage comic books that he collected as a kid. I love them.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 09.02.2011 @ 8:46 am
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I kissed her on the avenue by the bakery. I can’t remember it’s name. The avenue that is. I know the bakery is Long’s Donuts, because that’s where I broke up with her. Not the girl I kissed on the avenue, but the one I met last year. That was on a boulevard–I think.
» Posted By Eric Nentrup On 08.31.2011 @ 6:38 pm