The Best of The Worst
This blog features writing from my younger years … from mortifying diary entries and bad poetry to high school newspaper articles and short stories. As a tortured teen, I would have been crushed had my poignant poems and powerful prose not been taken seriously. But the funniest things are often those that are unexpected, and re-reading my efforts as an adult, I find that I was often at my best and most entertaining when I was trying to be anything but that.-
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Tag Archives: Baby
BOATS – Part 2
And so it went. I began spending more and more time with Paula and her friends. If Steve had an abundance of coke, we got it free. If he was running low, we paid. And all throughout we drank.
Posted in Based On A True Story, BOATS, Lesbian, Semi-Fiction, Terribly Earnest
Tagged Baby, Beer Bongs, Blow Jobs, Cocaine, Party, Sex
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The Islanders – Part 22
“If you were sitting down when you were shot,” Candy told him, “You probably would have been shot in the neck. “I don’t even want to talk about it,” Kevin said. “I just want to forget the whole thing.” “Well, … Continue reading
The Islanders – Part 14
Darrel got out of bed and saw that the baby’s face was turning kind of bluish. He hit James’ back gently but firmly. Soon James was breathing again. Everyone had come into their hut when they heard the yelling. “I’ll … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, Humor, The Islanders
Tagged Baby, Baby Talk, Food, Humor, James, Sick
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The Islanders – Part 13
The men stumbled through the jungle all the way to camp. “I’m home, honey,” Steve called. “Is dinner ready?” “We’re over here, Steve,” Cari said. “Come help us peel the pineapples.” “Hi baby,” Brent said to Cathy. “Give daddy some … Continue reading
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Tagged Baby, High, Sick, Stoned, Storm, Weed
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The Islanders – Part 12
Cathy and Candy got to the hut first. “Light some candles,” Cathy ordered. “I’ve got them,” Candy said, as she lit the candles that were made from pig’s fat.
Posted in Fiction, Humor, The Islanders
Tagged Anniversary, Baby, Birth, Fiction, Humor, Smoke, Wine
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