Lukeman Exercise Part 1 | Little

TASK: Begin a new piece of creative writing. Write for an entire page without using a single comma. How does it affect the writing? The story? The character? Can you incorporate any of this into your greater work?

Doritos and sunflower seeds and diet coke and water lots and lots of water. That's what decided to make a visit on my lovely drive home. Orange slimy chunky liquid just kept coming. It wouldn't stop.

I was stressing over some recent events that have occurred over the past month and decided to take a mini-vacation. Boy was that a bad idea. Basically I have decided that you just have to suck it up and deal otherwise you will just go crazy trying to fix other people and their bad attitudes. This is not to say that I haven't known this before now but now I am openly adamant that it is just a total waste of my time.

I was having a good time relaxing and soaking in all of my free time doing what I wanted and nothing more. Now I am a very responsible person and for all sakes and purposes I will go out of my way even if it becomes a pain in my ass to make sure I do the responsible thing. I was no different this time but mother nature no no no I'd be lying if I gave her too much credit but it was just my biology that had other plans. The stress even though I tried to relax of being so perfect or trying to be was too much for my body and boy did it let me know.

It wasn't fifteen minutes into the drive home before the contents of my inner-workings started to reveal themselves as if to say hello you bastard long time no see! It was an orange nightmare but luckily I had some protection and a slight warning of the coup d'etat that had decided to mount the attack at that very moment. I grabbed my thin yet ever-so-thick-enough blue-tinted Wal-Mart sack complete with yellow smiley face. Boy was I happy to have something left in my car to protect me from the spewing agent orange. I usually complain about not having a tidy car because it is a reflection (even if somewhat self-imposed) of my persona. People see my car and they catch a slight glimpse into my life and I would just roll-over and die if they thought I was unorganized though I'm not so sure why that is.

The incident did not end my dealings with the darkside but they continued throughout the night and on into the next day. That damned overthrow performed by my lovely and apparently unhappy digestive tract were intruding on my schoolwork. And damnit no one comes between me and responsibility ever! But the orange nightmare wouldn't end. I was forced to miss my classes not because I wanted to but because I had started to walk to class and the urge to reveal my true colors would contain itself no longer. I was doomed. And I know what you are thinking most kids would jump at the chance hell they'd even pay for a good excuse as this but still to me it was an excuse.

I had to make an executive decision and barricade myself from exposing anyone else with my toxic sludge and so I stayed home. I eventually made it to the doctor's office and they made sure that I got an appointment and was ordered to rest and do nothing. That's the killer to not be able to do anything when you have so much to do. Again you probably think why is she complaining and I tell you because I cannot be idle. It will kill me.

I will not find out until tomorrow what the verdict is in this ongoing trial but I will be sure and let you know if it is life-threatening. Then again I could be unable as it could take me at any momeeeeeemmnjbhgfgfvub

NOTES: Wow. That was harder than I thought. I didn't think it would be hard, but I tend to emphasize things when I write. I guess commas can be overwhelming as well. But in this exercise I realized how important they are to writing, and they help clarify the misunderstood when they are used properly. I re-read this a few dozen times, and without the commas I find myself reading slower and not remembering what it was that I meant by saying some of the things I wrote. I also seem to ramble when I describe things, at least it seems that way to myself. It was eye-opening to say the least.