Refracted Neurons

I finally took the time to put most of my Blogger blogs in one place instead of five places!  I also added links to some of my other miscellaneous ramblings.  And I'm adding ancient posts from my old Tripod blog!  Hooray for organization. What else have I been up to?  Well, I've been working on my young adult/distopian future/fantasy/action/adventure/romance/etc. novella series.  I'm calling it The Culling series for lack of a more concise title.  I've been posting a new chapter to Wattpad every Friday, even though I'm actually twenty of so chapters ahead of that . . . Any way, if you're interested I have links to The Culling and The Bond on my side bar now. I'm also going to try to blog more regularly, probably mostly dreams.  I haven't written any poetry in years because the muse has been silent.

I've been writing about a distopian future world, so I guess it should come as no surprise to find myself in one.  This world was run by a computer system, and people were indoctrinated (okay, brainwashed) into being good citizens.  Right as I was about to be brainwashed, the computer system crashed.  Apparently, this was a common occurrence, and the clerks (think DMV clerks) just shrugged it off and passed me through to the transport station.  There was someone who tried to sabotage the whole system, and he was already there, belted in and waiting.  One of the guards was asking me the guy's name, but I couldn't remember.  I pretended like I did, but I told him the wrong information.  This was not intentional, because I still bought into the system and thought everything was fine.  While we were being transported, the rebel threw a pencil and caused a huge commotion.  Pencils were evil because people could use them to communicate and pass on...