The Worst Writer in the World


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That would be me… The Worst Writer in the World

The world hatched and gave birth to me, silver linings are traced over with bad-luck; I’m mad as fuck, not even military precision prayers could save this mutant of the pen. A pill in my mouth, a bee in my bonnet, high as the clouds, I’m running against comets and anger comments. This motherfucker is climbing out of the gutter, flushing away his past because it’s all shit. Too controlled for suicide; too educated for homicide; so I will imagine them both whilst scratching help signals above my skin. Handicapping and happy-slapping the retard living in my brain, fuck your feelings Alex, for your life, you’re the only one to blame.

Alex, you’re gonna’ die alone. Walking along your path and your only friend will be the freezing breeze to join your cold heart upon an icy chessboard. Cause a supernova of words; turn the cement to flames, skin to lighter fluid and jungles to fire-food. They swept you under the mat and expected you to rebel, I’m telling you; give them a wake-up call to the killing moon. Crimson critics live under your fingernails; green with envy because you are not writing for The Green…

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The golden boy shimmers off his shine with a deadly chill. Sucker-punch this fucking world and while they are not looking boot them in the ball into the sun. Exact your revenge upon your Ex-girlfriend who got your hopes up with a fresh start of love, then gave you the middle-finger when she found a new cock to control. Chase after the man who took your smile as a child, run him down and slowly take away his cries. This is the war-cry of a manmade madman, I was not laboratory created and synthesized in a bottle, this is my chemical reaction to this blackened planet with my own two black eyes.

Open my eyes; strapped to the chair and made to watch while everyone took a piece of me and stamped on my innocence as if it were shit. Screaming at the mirror, pulling out my hair, totally lost… I couldn’t talk to the psychiatrist so he kicked me out his club house; the numbness is really taking over, where is he now? Did I fail him or did he fail me? Swallow another pill, self-destruction will cope against hope. I’m a piece of shit; I will never amount past the flies.

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I pretend and camouflage well with the nice sane people, but today has taken its toll. Pushing all the right buttons, don’t you know you’re dealing with a potential killer / Writer? Wipe away a tear and wash away all you are with whiskey, you’re a happy drunk, pilled-up to the eye balls, what are you crying for? You are a party animal.

I’m not trying to shock and awe, you probably haven’t read this far down, I had to get it off my chest. No clean versions to life, so bring your fucking swear words; I was watching my mouth, worry about what I write. Don’t worry baby, I still love sex, I really am a freak in and out of the bedroom. Talent? Stripping skin skilfully sinfully so sufficiently such souls scream soundly sweet as they sleep; sayonara sunrise, scaling scary sights as silly-fuckers still stand still. What more do you fucking want? What more do you fucking need? Have I not bled enough with my pen? I can write, final…

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I need out of this dirt-ridden poverty, I barely get by with this bare-trap ankle bracelet chained to my home of the brave. What do you know about the street? Except staring at us all from your penthouse suite. I turbo my bad-attitude on my blog, enjoy!!

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Mommas’ at the gate shouting come on home,

I’ve got so much hate; I’ll be back sometime tomorrow.

Mission impossible break-out from hospital,

This kid has lost his soul, frostbitten to the core,

Make the most of my living,

When everyone doesn’t want me to win,

So I’m going in for the kill,

Showing a sea of people my fin,

The mister of enigma,

Most sinister move finisher,

Finish him!

This is game-over,

Immoral combat,

Better get another brain-donor,

I can’t borrow because I lost that.

It’s hard out here for a madman,

Apparently I’m equal to a trashcan,

But I’m embarrassingly evil to say the least,

I’m a badman.

But with this pen of mine,

I line all my enemies in a line,

And swipe and rhyme,

This is a fight for life,

Because I have bide my time,

And now you will have to deal with this,

Writing is my meal ticket,

I’m hungry!

So I will wait my turn,

Then turn wicked.

This is a close encounter of the insane mind,

Frozen at the top of this mountain,

Beyond space and time,

I take the time,

To look at my life and you know what?

I fucking hate mine.

This is coming off my chest,

I’m flying off these walls,

All these emotions inside can’t be stalled,

It’s time to let loose, it’s time to break free,

Alex has blew a fuse, here comes another side to me…

 

 

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Falling In Love


Author Alexander Kennedy:

FALLING IN LOVE – An epic short love story. READ AND LIKE!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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Falling In Love

I have finally fell in love and it is about to destroy me on this skyscrapers rooftop.

“Please, get back from the edge!” I shout at her unlistening ears. She has her arms open wide, ready to be caught by deaths grip and be auctioned off to the night at half price for her half-life. She is standing in her spotlight from the night’s sky with the idea of stepping down from her stage to end her final act. The moon is laughing at our light.

“Just look at me; just look at me… please.” The tears free fall from my face. The wind pushes against her, whispering warnings of what is to come as it makes her hair whip and dance. Gravity is the middle man within our triangle but bargaining with his power on his edge, results in death. She must remember me as she…

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So A Vampire is Born


Author Alexander Kennedy:

SO A VAMPIRE IS BORN – One of the first short stories I wrote. READ AND LIKE!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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This is a story of a wounded man being kidnapped and cursed by a mysterious woman to kill as the first Vampire. Enjoy! Like, Comment, Prv/ Message.

So A Vampire is Born

I scrambled through the twigs and dead plant life on my stomach, the war from which I fled still rages with screams and roars, each movement is pain followed by blood exhuming. The sky corresponded with the battlefield, blood-red. I am not a coward, I was merely thinking of my offspring, living without a father for a kingdoms freedom. My breathing begins to diminish. One last push, I stabilize against a God like tree and bring myself to my feet and begin to trudge…

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My Insane Scribbling


Author Alexander Kennedy:

My Insane Scribblings!! READ and LIKE!

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My Insane Scribbling

Stones spread well through-out the land, as the temperature has dropped with the weight of a brick. Tears will freeze on your face for all time to laugh and point at; within your graveyard museum, I am waiting forever. Left on my knees, you took my ability to move on, shuffle or walk. My screams work willingly; this pen will make me lose my mind, again, you were my teacher.

An indestructible idea is moulded from the clay of skin that you have left cracked with the bubbles of beneath. Everyone is nobody and I am an alien sent to Earth to take on the pain people prick onto me. My heart is an endless cave, footsteps beat with the dance of escape.

You look upon me as someone who is shipping nowhere but even an unknown voyage arrives at a destination.

Committed to this addiction now…

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The Serial Killer Part 1. Chalk-Lines and Blood-Spatters


Author Alexander Kennedy:

The Serial Killer Part 1. Chalk-Lines and Blood-Spatters

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

Here is another installment for the Young Adult Fiction Writer, Alexander Kennedy. This is a narrative thought processed story of a serial killer with good intentions and also alot of raised questions about her past. Like, Comment and subscribe.

Caution Adivised – Bad Language.

The Serial Killer Part 1. Chalk-Lines and Blood-Spatters

I am going to show all of the saners worldwide, my world.

I guess introductions are necessary at this point, my name is Sally. This is my fifth Vic; I would like to believe I am doing a public service when killing. There are not large job openings on either sides of my curriculum vital, upon one side, my normal job title of TV reporter, advanced literacy conqueror, mother to my little girl, Grace; wife to my beloved Alan, a police officer for six years, seven months and fourteen days. Upon the other side of my page, written in…

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The Dark Night Writer


Author Alexander Kennedy:

THE DARK NIGHT WRITER – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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I got this question the other day from a dude (No specifics) From America his name is Dale Booth.

“Alex, what’s it like to be a hungry writer and juggling your mental illness in the other hand that you don’t write with? Your blog is legendary and I hope the best for you and your words in the future.” (That’s sweet! Thanks dude.)

Well my friends this is question I have trekked into and bypassed because of fear but I shall answer it the best I can because I am a fearless bastard!

First off can I just say to writers who give advice like “The first rule of writing anything is…. (Wait for it!) To write.” Okay, first off I know what you are trying to say but if you do not dive into detail of HOW TO WRITE people will look elsewhere…

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My Life! The Honest Writer Chronicles


Author Alexander Kennedy:

IT’S MY LIFE – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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How to be an honest writer? ….Write something real!

I BET MY LIFE WILL SHOCK YOU!

I just read in a book that the best blogs that succeed are the ones that post regularly, stick to what they know and also are honest about not only their words but also their life experiences they write, so a connection is made with the reader/viewer. Well I do the other two pretty well so here goes nothing on the third.

My name is Alexander Kennedy. I am twenty-five years old and when I am not stacking shelves at a store I am writing fiction stories to not stack shelves in a store anymore. I’m originally from Scotland a very small town called Renfrewshire, which I and mother and three siblings moved from when I was seven to come to England.

I was a quiet kid, “a mommas-boy” …but I had a knack…

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How to be a Writer?


Author Alexander Kennedy:

HOW TO BE A WRITER ONLINE – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

Be a writer How to be a writer?

Here we go…

Okay, I know as a writer that we all want the same thing when writing our blogs; now that blogs have become a prime target for literary agencies looking for new writing talent. We either want thousands of views, advertisement or a “Blook” Blog to book Writing Contract.

But here is the kicker; ninety-five percent of the writing blogs out there are awful. People expect after putting their first few chapters of a novel they have written onto their blog to be notice, but just like J.K Rowling and Stephen Kings readers, they read their work because they know of the writer and they enjoy their stories.

If you want all of the above what you must do is gain an audience and they only way you are going to do that is by working hard…. Wait, triple your workload…

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The Nice People Writing Blog!


Author Alexander Kennedy:

THE NICE PEOPLE WRITING BLOG – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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I would never claim to be in the “Nice People” Categories for blog writing, and that’s fine with me. I love all words especially the swear ones and really love you use my middle finger too. I am a reality Bullsh*tter, I make up stories, it’s my passion.But as a writer of blogs, I can take the pain from reality or hell I live in and go off on one against my keyboard. I can do things that you can only dream of and I never get writers-block because the voices are always talking to me to give me dialogue and the illusions are always pulling their covers over my eyes to show me an alternative reality, the true life of a writer.

Stick to your guns! You want your stories to be published in literacy magazines or perhaps you have your fingers-crossed…

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Trapped Within Me!


Author Alexander Kennedy:

TRAPPED WITHIN ME – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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Help me; I am trapped behind the eyes of a weak man. If I wasn’t tied up and made to witness the humiliation and beatings this body takes, I could conquer all. I am the evil you are waiting for; I am the choke of a lodged chicken bone in your throat, I have never eternally taken anyone’s breath otherwise. I am your alter-ego, a personalized Hyde and Jekyll.

I am biding time, the hope for a crossed-wire or malfunction in his control room. He is boy of the light-walkers and I am a shadow-stroller, can you see our dilemma. Now I know you are sitting there with a mopsical expression spread across your chops while reading this and that is a good thing for me, because one day I will show you something not even your mind could comprehend in any fashion. You are…

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I Need Help To Write! – Alex Kennedy To The Rescue


Author Alexander Kennedy:

ALEX KENNEDY TO THE RESCUE, I NEED HELP TO WRITE – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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I have just been sent an E-mail from a writer from America in the state of North Carolina – Dwayne Wilson. He said. “Hi Alex. I love your blog. I am getting in touch to ask you how you write so well and keep your audience without getting Trolls destroying your work. It will help a heap if you write back.” So I went from there to here. There was more to the message but this is Alex-Ville and dirty laundry in public is awful bad. (Very articulate, I know. Haha!)

If you are just like me, your own worst critic with piercing eyes over all your words and characters. STOP IT! This is what is stopping you from truly writing something great and forget what actually matters. Have you done your best? If so, no one else can judge you or say anything negative…

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How To Write Successful Fiction


Author Alexander Kennedy:

HOW TO WRITE SUCCESSFUL FICTION – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

Being published is terrifying

Where to start? Where to start? …If you cannot pull fantasy from reality, click on a clothing website or some porn now because I will be wasting my time…. I’ll wait until your granny porn page has loaded……. Okay, now those losers have skedaddled, what I am going to tell you will help you come up with some amazing ideas and can also sometimes beat writersblock, as it always works for me.

I go outside!!! I know; I know we’re writers and some of our best ideas happen inside – On the crapper – after sex or masturbation over all of our granny porn (Jokes!) But to be possessed by an idea that will fester as an incurable disease within you, you will have to live. And within my experience all of the monsters live out in the big bad-ass world; so I make myself bad-ass to fit in and…

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Excuse Me…. How Do You Write?


Author Alexander Kennedy:

HOW DO YOU WRITE? – REBLOGGED! Read and like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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Destiny is written within us all, each footstep is a word, each mile is a sentence and each life is a book, the novel shall be finished no matter how the ending.- Creative Writer Alexander Kennedy.

A day in a life of me, you ask?

What weird knowledge to acquire; each to their own. Some people want sex, others money but for people like you, knowledge is your power, and the power you gain will make you answer the dark questions that are scratching from under your skin; because in my world, we’re all insane, we’re all monsters and murderers; sanity is the illness and the world is just another pill ready for you to pop.

Now as I write, I am writing something that has never been written before, a style of writing that has never been attempted because no one has ever tried non-fiction-fiction. In layman’s terms, basically…

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How to Out-Write Other Writers


Author Alexander Kennedy:

HOW TO OUT-WRITE OTHER WRITERS – REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

Using words only have a certain effect on people, but you are trying to amaze people with words, aren’t you?

Here are a few tips to further your work.

  • Study Poetry and Song Writing.
  • Hook their eyes.
  • Find Better words.
  • Figure people out.
  • Say, Said, Replied and Shouted

When you become a pro at these writing styles you will open up a form of writing, such as poetic views.

Instead of writing. “Her hair was red.” You can write. “Burning with fire she spiral spins, each lash of her hair lets off burning embers.” This shows you have given something mind-numbing a life and that anything can be a character.

  • CATCH THEIR EYES! “Suicide, Suicide on my mind, all the time, every time I close my eyes, I always think of suicide, suicide on my mind, all the time, every time I close my eyes, I always think of suicide.” ~ Chorus…

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Writing My Fear Out


Author Alexander Kennedy:

WRITING THE MADDNESS OUT OF ME – WRITING MY FEAR OUT! REBLOGGED! Read and Like!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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I’m overdosing on madness, this is my design. Stop me before my thoughts make this pen kill again. I’m hiding under my own bed waiting for myself to wake up, monsters lie here. I and the evilness I possess have a tryst and our relationship is based on volatile trust and bad words such as deflesh then devour. You may call my work whimsical fiction with a smidge of tittle psychosis but through my peepers they are iris-portholes to other worlds balanced between love and flames.

I’m lonely, no friends over here but I like it this way, no one enters – no one leaves. You sane people think we are unthinking sharks but the reality is we do ponder about wonders and within this pond we can breathe under deep waters. This world has damaged me more than your eyes can take before you squeeze them shut tight; I wish…

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Finding Inspiration to Write


Author Alexander Kennedy:

FINDING INSPIRATION TO WRITE – REBLOGGED! Read & Like!!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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Can’t find inspiration to write?

Well step right up, I have a dose of “What-Was-That!” …This will knock your socks off.

Let me start off by saying, I know the feeling. I am in the same boat sometimes; probably why I drink most-of-the-time. But hey, I am a writer; the life behind the pen comes with a glass of whiskey.

Yes, I know the life of a writer is a depressive one, the outcasts who see too much. I guess that is what they will say for some us when we are laid to rest. To you there is nothing special, I beg to differ. You are a unique machine, if you are anything like me. I write everything I see.

For example.

“The clouds raced overhead as I walked up the flyover. Do they know something I do not? What’s chasing them?”

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True Evil Holds a Pen


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I am flirting with fire; from normality I had cold-feet. I am a kerfuffle of trouble, there’s no saving me now as I have mushroom-clouds for thought bubbles. They lacerate my world believing they killed me, I’m letting slip my dogs of war until they know me as a reformed super villain. Challenge Completed, Planet Earth; I’m spinning out-of-control, no fault of my own, I couldn’t keep hold. I’m a libertine shoulder barging my way through the captive creators; I’m writing on black paper in the dark.

No brain freeze or frisson, picking up lightening-bolts and throwing them at the pages of rapture I capture. This is merely reverie I reveal and unravel, I time-travel back and thwart all my enemies plans for me. I am no poltroon, I pollute pages personally I made it personal because I am no longer a person. The rain trickles down and washes away all my plights from my face, I change my mind and change my face and I am giving the world hell again, true evil is holding a pen. My calm levels are unstable, upon this page I have too much sycophantic horsepower, I bucking-bronco my way out from this web of life.

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In school, after Maths was English class where I jotted down my aftermath from the bullies pulley, I guess I’m pure vile and puerile, I’m not a Transformer I can transmogrify. Rambunctious to my soul’s battery core; setting my switch to self-destruction. A man can only receive so much failure in his life before superiority takes over his eyes focus. Insanity is a gift from the Gods; I wield and shield it against sanity.

This world sees what they want to see; I could have charming characteristics, suave and soigné, hats off to me, my undercurrent is currently a catastrophe. All passengers, we have a slight insurgence for turbulence and wizen, please, fasten your seatbelts and come join me within my plummet. Its drizzling green and yellow pills, I’m dancing in the pain, I jump in blood puddles and reappear in sky tunnels of bliss. This hurt in my head I play it over and over again, until a joker smirk arises on my face, I’m no longer insane, isn’t life splendiferous.

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Within my writing I cannot be a stentorian, so I must visual lies my memory video-taped life, transplant and transport all of my supercilious kisses of life, these pages are where my wishes go to find a place to die. This world should have boxed me in early, now I can create topsy-turvy from everything that profoundly promotes to hurt me. Here comes the valetudinarian again, turn away, don’t dare turn that page, it’s all of the same. I could be a beacon of silver-lining light, but the doctors beat my head in with a rock to keep me under it for eternity. I am a writer, this is what I do, keep bringing you words and I shall sit here and laugh at you.

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My Evil Pen Told Me To Write This


Author Alexander Kennedy:

MY EVIL PEN TOLD ME TO WRITE THIS – REBLOG! Read & Like!

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Crumple up the skies and erase out the white clouds, a slight breeze will press against my skin, watch how it bubbles with the burn of righteousness. Stomp on their homes and the photo family portraits; keep their blissful memories beneath your feet, Alex.

I was born to cause havoc between the bars of these pages, does that make me a prison baby? Time to turn this pen around within my fingers, shoot for the stars in my eyes and jab because I have seen the horror of their entertainment they rub upon me. Alex, squish your dreams, blood tears will fathom under the fathoms forever, so you can shake that idea out of your pretty little head.

I am about to destroy whole civilizations with thunder and lightning with one of my brain storms; on my hands and knees I am repeatedly stabbing the ground with my pen and…

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What Type of Writer?


Author Alexander Kennedy:

WHAT TYPE OF WRITER? – REBLOG! Read & Like!!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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For my Writing Friends

I stand now; I stand a man with no future as of yet, twiddled by his past and troubled by his condition but still I stand toe to toe – nose to nose with this epic-fail named my life. Yes it may have a detrimental state on my being but in life’s chess game I can hold all of its weight because they call me Alexander the Great Writer.

I am different writer from all of you, which inevitably makes me stand away from the pack, I’m a lone wolf, you hunt your prey, I am more of a devilish creature; I wait for my food to come to me. Decipher that how you will. But I have watched and seen so many of a’writer creep up to a literary agent with a piece of work or a…

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This Pen Is a Monster; It’s The Only One That Gets me!


Author Alexander Kennedy:

THIS PEN IS A MONSTER; IT’S THE ONLY ONE THAT GETS ME! – REBLOG! Read & like!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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This pen is a monster; it’s the only one that gets me!

I’m coming for it all, one last stand on every piece of paper, crumple it up and use them as bombs or make myself paper aeroplanes. Extremists, Haha! Please… I’m an extreme extremist; I eat terrorists as if they were bubble-gum, see what I did there? I just blew-up another one. Pop! I’ll be waiting here forever on these pages; a pen as my gravestone, a bunch of blunt pencils as flowers and a papier-mâché coffin.  I’m throwing sucker-punches at this page but this isn’t the bible, less holy! My life stinks, I can’t even afford to pay my water bill; I’m the stinky-kid. Help me, I’m a writer! What have I gotten myself involved in? I’m sick of this life; this must be the withdrawal from sanity. What can I do with this life except become a…

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I’m Losing Touch with Reality – Random Photos of me


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I tear into this page with terror,

I penetrate my fate with a diabolical pen,

Dip into my thoughts of blood-ink forever with this feather.

I go to work and put on an act,

I hold a girl only to get her in the sack,

I hold my tongue when people talk about me behind my back,

And I’m still crazy inside.

The horror scenes from my street cornered of crimes follow me to sleep,

Will I one day wake up dead?

Steal my pen!

Trouble has a way of stalking me,

Rocking me rapidly, attacking me, grabbing me, flooring me, throwing me, burrow below me,

My writing takes over to cause a supernova,

I’m taking no more of the same boring rota,

So get ready to see what I have become so far…

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I’m living forever, I will die as a blogging dead writer; the haze of pipedreams will eat my illumining soul and corrupt naturally my calm nature nastily. I’m flying off the walls as this is coming off my chest, as a child I ate crayons now as an adult I am chewing on the end of my pen, not much has changed. Maybe this writing business is for me, the page is laid out before me, puke. This website is my last stand and my words are my last resort, I catch-a-phrase and head back the way. Fill these pages with shock value to fill those pockets with evil money to enrich that soul full of peace, I need a piece please. I’m losing touch with reality because I’m thinking thoughts; won’t you step into my fantasy world?

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I’m done praying for archaic change,

I’m changing lanes faster than I can age in the face,

Where I’ll be in five years?

A writer if it’s my fate, if only I don’t die here.

I only have a glimmer of hope,

A pencil sharpener to butcher words as I go,

I’m simply the best character I have every wrote,

Break my soul apart and turn my words into stone.

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Standing in front of this mirror mimicking lip-syncing death-threats to myself, I’m living in a living hell. These pages give me the key to leave hells grip on me, now I will never fail now. This blog is my playground, if you push me, I am swinging! See these words through the world of a wonder. That’s why they call me Alex Kennedy, I write venomously but if you extract the remedy, you will live to see another day. True evil has no gender, so I think I shall wear the crown.

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And to all who are down here reading this, yes, all of these pictures are me. I thought it was about time I showed my face. Haha! Alex

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Sick and Tired


Sick & tired

I’m sick & tired of being poor,

I’m sick & tired of being beaten-up and shown the floor,

I’m sick & tired of not having enough food,

I’m sick & tired for always asking for more,

I’m sick & tired of all of these doctors’ meds,

I’m sick & tired of these voices in my head,

I’m sick & tired of my job,

I’m sick & tired of living for less in this mess,

I’m sick & tired of my past,

I’m sick & tired of always coming in last,

I’m already sick & tired of my future,

I’m sick & tired of being white trash,

I’m sick & tired of not being a writer,

I’m sick & tired of having to be a fighter,

I’m sick & tired of having no views,

I’m sick & tired of being a live-wire,

I’m sick & tired of my evil deeds,

I’m sick & tired of no one dreaming of me,

I’m sick & tired of being sick & tired,

It’s worse than you know, believe me.

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A Flare-up Story – Mental Patient & Proud


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The shadowy mother figure from the infamous shower scene. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There once lived a boy named Alex. Alex was a mentally challenged young lad…

One day…

“Alex, did you know you contradict yourself and say you’re a psycho, instead of your actual words you have used, saying you were a schizophrenic?” I did not know that; please tell me how else I can describe my emotional detachment or how I am feeling at that exact moment I write?

But I would like all of you sane people to know, you use words such as Crazy – Psycho – Out-of-my-mind – Mental – Lunatic on a daily basis and you have no problem with reality detachment or have even seen the inside of a mental health hospital… Most of you only need a good nights sleep, stop watching horror movies and step away from the pen.

I HAVE BEEN STRUGGLING WITH THIS SINCE BEFORE I STARTED WRITING!!! I have more of a right to use these terms than you… You textbook quote back to me what mentally ill terminologies I should use – I have lived this…

No matter how hard I run, it will find me. It doesn’t matter how much I write, it will find a way to my forethought. You play and prey on words to make yourselves out to something you’re not as long as your sane voice is thrown across the internet, well here’s mine – I AM A MENTAL PATIENT AND I AM PROUD OF IT!!

I don’t really live, the people closest to my heart may know this about me, but I shall never go into detail and I will never let them see me on a bad day. It’s called keep people you trust most on the planet at arm’s length and it’s no way to live. And the people who pop in & out of my life believe I am a normal funny, happy everyday person, just like you.

Now I know my words I bring to the wordpress classroom for show & tell are perceived as Angry and Out-of-control, but it helps me deal. Now I am not averse to kicking some ass when needed, but if another SANE person strolls along into my blog, browsing only a few of my words and jumps straight in with pointless words and psychology to point stuff out. (I get enough looking after behind the screen BTW) If I am having a bad-day, I am not going to miss you and hit the computer screen.

Now I write to keep my demons at bay, it does help when you try to exorcise me over the internet.

I am broken, leave the mess be, read my blog and have a nice fricken’ day.

And remember… I am awesome.

Thanks for reading. My outburst has exhausted, now don’t we all feel better.

If you have a problem with anything within this post please comment and I am sure I will get straight back to you with some wonderful butterfly and rainbow words of wisdom and where the hell you can go.

Alex

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My Evil Pen Once Again


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My Evil Pen Once Again

Crimson hands nailed to the crucifix, a mental martyr for all mankind, now firing mortar shells at their warp minds while I’m on fire. Welcome to my mad world, invasion of the sanity snatcher.  This is a historic event, placing my beating trusted heart on a silver platter of judgement. I am not trying my hardest to get through to you for you to save your own life; I am asking we join our forces so we can destroy sanity together. I am the prime example of the worst writer to grace this planet, Oh, I can write but my words are that dark you cannot read this.

In my head all I hear is… “Life is too difficult, it’s a cynical miracle, if the pains not emotionally whimsical it’s probably physical, poetically and lyrically visual; my words are terribly killing you, sent here by the wind to preferably out-best you to my pinnacle proportions, I put the devil in his coffin, Figaro-Figaro! Mr. Barber let me go and cut open my own throat, I’m abysmal. This world is too much for me to hold so I am running for that door.”

Now is it classed as suicide or homicide if your evil persona tries to kill you?  The temperature I’m blowing is either hot or cold; within the blink of an eye I’ve turned the heat down into a flaming temper. I’m a poisonous flower; as a toddler I was a bad seed little monster. Half the time if I change my mind I have to change my life. Those broken words and these broken wings are holding hostage this world which cannot do a thing. Run for life!! Here comes my pen, again. Follow me – Follow me, you’re the only one who can deliver me towards infinity.

This world belongs at the back of my mind,

When I have flung my body back in time,

My tongues not working I guess it’s time to write,

One lost person isn’t cause for a riot,

I’m back from the dead, the baddest to death; madness vents while my friends and family burn.

You have no remote chance to control me,

I never hang my head because I channel this anger well,

No soul has a hold, a centrefold that should be censored gold but my words promote worm food.

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A Muddle of Poems – Written by Alexander Kennedy


Author Alexander Kennedy:

A Muddle of Poems – Reblog! READ & LIKE!!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

We have had a lot of requests from readers to see if Alex can write poems. So last night he took out his pad and this morning he handed them in to us. We have written them out and here are his poems. He would also like to remind his readers that he has three new stories that will be published within the next week. Enjoy! Like, Comment, Subscribe.

Alex’s Poetic side.

Please let these stars guide me home,
The debt in which I claim, was paid in full,
I crossed that line far from the road,
Lost my mind, I’ve had prison bars of my own,
What do I wish on? When my vision is gone,
A two course collision, with a coping mechanism,
And brute force…
No cross road junctions,
To make me run from these onions,
My function is dysfunction,
Another one bites the dust so I write…

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Should I Write?


Author Alexander Kennedy:

Should I write! READ & LIKE!!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

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“Writing”, 22 November 2008 (Photo credit: ed_needs_a_bicycle)

You can’t beat someone who never gives up. – Babe Ruth

Sorry for the hiatus on the blog, Saners. I was having an awful couple of weeks when my brain wanted to relapse on me and want to give birth to all the evil thoughts stored up there all at once, but that’s neither here or there now. I’m all better, once again.

But you try living in this body that wants to take control and plan for world domination, it’s not fun. But hey, I am writing again. Still no nibbles from Hollywood or Literary agent for that matter; Hey, I’m still alive, what more could I want…. More. Haha!

But my friend Eddy, who messages me from Los Angeles; he’s a Screenwriter. He was telling me I might be Tagging, Categorising or changing my slug-line wrong. I’m not sure.

But even…

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My Nightmare – Written by Alexander Kennedy


Author Alexander Kennedy:

My Nightmare! REBLOG! READ & LIKE!!!

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Alex had a nightmare the night before he left for the asylum. He came straight down stairs and wrote it down. It may be short but here it is for you to read. Monster V’s Humans! Who will win? Like, comment and subscribe.

My Nightmare

In a spotlight I stood. Made to watch; whatever it was, I was already scared. The darkness that surrounds the light I was safe in was rather intimidating to look into or think about stepping forth towards. All I know is I must stand and stay, good dog.

My living room, the fear begins to strip away and then the wallpaper does, my defences go straight up, stand still, Tyrannosaurus-Rex rules. Under my living room wallpaper is the skin and bones of everyone I love, slabs of meat flop from the mush wall. Opened eyes stare, the droplets of blood sprinkle like hundreds and thousands…

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Science Fiction Writing For Teens & Adults – The Experiment (Part 2: Emotions Run Deep.) – Written By Alexander Kennedy


Author Alexander Kennedy:

The Experiment – Part 2! READ & LIKE!!!

Originally posted on Adult & Teen Fiction:

Sorry it has been almost a week since our last post, Alex has been kind of tied down by other means, but we have got him back, along with the next part of The Experiment stories, he even said there may be follow on’s… Hopefully.

The Experiment (Part 2: Emotions Run Deep.)

The date was unknown. Where to start? Probably my earliest memory; all I can remember is a white room with an enormous blacked out window, the door to the room was camouflaged within the wall. I know I was a child as I do remember throwing my building blocks and my favourite book, the dictionary, at the window once in a tantrum. To this day I still have no idea what was behind that window.  Well being in that room, it wasn’t a room; let me rephrase, that cell, I thought that those 12 feet were my world…

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Science Fiction Writing For Teens & Adults – The Experiment (Part 1: The Train-Wreck) – Written By Alexander Kennedy


Author Alexander Kennedy:

The Experiment – Part 1! READ & LIKE!!!

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This is a three part fantasy/romance story of a how a young woman after a train-wreck finds and falls in love with a young man who was an abandoned military experiment, which was left in the deep cold and cruel forests of North America. Enjoy! Please, Like, Comment, Prv/Message and Subscribe.

The Experiment (Part 1: The Train-Wreck)

My name is Jamie-Leigh; all through high school it wasn’t the name I wanted, Jamie Leigh, Jamie-Leigh, aim those legs, aim those knees at me, at me. The taunts from the boys really put me on the lunch room map, but I am still thankful for my parents to give me a name, rather names. So thus I am here, standing in line for a train ticket, to go and visit the rents. My big bag of junk by my side, the same bag that jolts into my holey jeans and cuts at…

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Poetry: I am calling for you


Author Alexander Kennedy:

Gosh I love this poem! YOU ROCK PATTY!!

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I am calling for you

I am calling for you

I love you with an immortal love

Buried deep inside my darkened heart

Resonating through my soul until the end of days

Certain that nothing can ever drive us apart

 

I protect you with a undefeatable force

Giving everything without hesitation

Careless for any unknown consequences

Defending you with an infinite devotion

 

I am here for you with undying patience

Making you my everlasting priority

No matter the circumstances, I will be there

Because I thought you would do the same for me

 

I stand by you with unfaltering trust

Believing in you was an unquestionable choice

You promised to be there and now I’m calling for you

But all I hear are the echoes of my own broken voice…

- Just Patty -

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