The blog of Knight's writings, of poems and flash fiction. See my book in process (when I have time to).
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
My Bean; Curtis.
My bean, which I got in Creative Writing class, is named Curtis. I don't know where he got his name from but I like it. Curtis is married to Lana, and has no children as of yet. Curtis is a professor of Harvard collage, he teaches law.
He likes to listen to Beethoven and sometime Mozart. He likes to read in his spare time, and doesn’t know how to change a tire or the oil (he is a bean), so don’t ask him to. He likes to be gentle (in most cases, he is a lawyer).
He doesn’t like Mrs. Sides because she has kept him inside of a bag for so long, with all kinds of different beans, some he didn’t get along with that well either. All he ever wanted was to go home and build a bigger relationship with someone. He doesn’t like talking about cooking (especially beans).
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