L comes before S in the alphabet. Post hoc, ergo propter hoc, Logan comes before Shannon.
This is part of a series of quick, mostly unedited, short stories I am planning to do this year. The idea is, I go to a museum, pick a painting or a sculpture or a something, and then quickly write a story while standing or sitting in front of it. Like gesture drawings, but for … Continue reading The Awkwardness of the Snail
This is part of a series of quick, mostly unedited, short stories I am planning to do this year. The idea is, I go to a museum, pick a painting or a sculpture or a something, and then quickly write a story while standing or sitting in front of it. Like gesture drawings, but for … Continue reading Alternate Timeline Version of The Judgement of Solomon
This is the first in a series of quick, mostly unedited, short stories I am planning to do this year. The idea is, I go to a museum, pick a painting or a sculpture or a something, and then quickly write a story while standing or sitting in front of it. Like gesture drawings, but … Continue reading If Charles V Had Posed for Montorsoli
I'm not opposed to resolutions, I make them all year long. I make one nearly every day. For me, it's the desire to start something on a number I like. If I wake up at 6:36am, I will resolve to get out of bed by 7:00am. If I miss and I realize it's now 7:02am? … Continue reading I Will Publish This Post at 9:00am
For the past few Novembers I've made feeble attempts to participate in NaNoWriMo. I start late or on time, I write less or more than I should each day, and by week two I give myself permission to quit because it doesn't really matter if I do or don't write a draft of a novel … Continue reading I’m Proud of My Terrible Draft
“So this is bread,” she muttered to herself, nibbling at the hard crust she’d pulled out from underneath the kale stems and used tea leaves in the compost bin. Was this what gluten tasted like or was the distinct flavor something else? It lacked the sweetness of an acorn and the piquancy of fresh maple … Continue reading Trying New Things
The wind woke me up last night around 2am and then sneezing kept me up until around 4am. I realized around 3am the reason for the sneezing was that I'd forgotten to take my allergy meds. So I took them and a bonus Benadryl for good measure, and now I am awake and groggy and … Continue reading Is It a Metaphor?*
It wasn't always this way. There was a time when fall would arrive and my whole body would receive the cool air and the crispy leaves like a love letter from nature. Giddy with anticipation, I would take deep, open mouth breaths to get as much of the gift inside my lungs as possible. Fall … Continue reading Fall is My Favorite Problem
I was fourteen at the time. Or was it fifteen? I was somewhere in between fourteen and fifteen because sometimes our age isn’t a direct correlation to the calendar. It’s not important. I was young, an almost or already sophomore in high school when I wrote a letter to the studio that produced the television … Continue reading I’m Not Proud of Myself
This week has been a rough one for writing. I've started about ten essays only to find when I've reached the 1500 word count mark that what I am looking at is garbage. I went for a run today to clear my head and try and figure out what the issue is and I think … Continue reading Contaminated
Logan M. Shannon 