I'm sure there's a cliche statement about "beginnings" that can go here...

Hi. Morgan here. I'm starting a writing blog. Nothing original, just an excuse to get back into writing and turn it into a daily hobbit. I'm uncertain where I'll end up with this, but I know this is the best starting point for me.

You're more than welcome to follow along. The ultimate plan is to make this microscopic bit of the interwebs just as much about the general practice of developing one's creative writing as it will be about my own writing.

So, you know...I hope I don't suck at this.

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Blog Hop: Bring Back That Loving Feeling

(At least once a year, I participate in a blog hop with several talented authors. This time we focused on a series that we loved in the beginning, then disappointed us, but then redeemed itself in our eyes. Sorry, no writing excercises this time) When I was told the theme of this year's blog hop, there was no hesitation on what subject I wanted to pull the trigger on. Back in the early 2000s, the Playstation 2 was a must have for anyone who was all about the button mashing. After buying one, I encountered a game unlike any other that eventually become a benchmark and influential power for video games for years. This game was Devil May Cry. In the game, you played a silver haired demon hunter named Dante who's soul purpose was to eviscerate and obliterate demonic enemies in highly stylish ways. It was a highly kinetic action game that was a complete overload of everything a hormone and anxiety riddled teenage boy imbibed for spiritual sustenance. But I can't fully

Blog Hop 2018: Under a Binge

I don’t like binge watching shows. I also loathe the culture that surrounds it. The adulthood expectations of my boring life influence this opinion heavily, but there’s also the thought of having to drop everything and spend 10-12 hours watching something in a misguided attempt at keeping your finger on the pulse of what Twitter has decided is “in” that makes me want to yell at kids to get off my lawn in random places that just so happen to NOT be my yard. But there is a show where I have relented, hanging my head as my pride deflates and I feebly gesture to your TV and Roku stick. Also, I’m sure you have questions as to why I’m sitting in your living room at 2am in the morning, but there are bigger things to discuss here. When I found out the next blog hop was going to focus on binging, my mind went to one of my favorite shows in the last five years: Netflix’s American Vandal. So as someone converted to the binging religion for one show, I guess it’s now

Blog Hop 2019: I tried to defend the Incredible Hulk, and I went insane.

For this go-around of the blog hop, I was planning to defend a movie whose reputation needs a little boosting; The Incredible Hulk (2008) Or so I thought. However, after re-watching without the lens of nostalgia, the movie’s constant low placing on various Marvel lists make sense. So for this blog hop, I’m going to examine The Incredible Hulk (2008) and look at it as straightforward as possible. To begin, let's look at that * thud* *Wakes up an indeterminate number of hours later, head throbbing* Me: What the hell happened? Wh…why am I tied up? *Down the dark corridor, I hear a deep, reverberating smack. A millisecond later, the bestial groan of “hulk smash” echoes towards me. A figure cuts through the darkness. Right away, the bright green Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles hat pulls my eyes up. Moving down, I’m unable to see the face due to the bill being bent down, casting a shadow over my assailant’s face. . His Green Ranger shirt continue d to green motif

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