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bildungsroman – issue 1
bildungsroman is a wildly random journal that aims to explore and entertain the spontaneous thoughts, ideas, emotions, and stories that dance through my head. It also serves as another training ground for me to practice and toy with style, design, effect, and voice.
Some work that is included in the bildungsroman journals has already debuted on this portfolio blog as well—so don’t be surprised if you see some familiar pieces.
Thank you for taking the time to read my writings, I deeply appreciate it, and look forward to continuing work on more issues of bildungsroman in the future.
Christian J. Ashliman
Creative Nonfiction Written By Christian J. Ashliman
Cleats pound the smooth cement that paves the floor of our musty, humid locker room. Vibrations from the repeating bombardment shakes the lockers and rattles the sealed doors leading outside. Football cleats are sturdy and forceful, sometimes having little metal pins shoved in each protruding spike on their bottoms, in order to add more durability and strength under the pivoting weight of the player. Metal or not, thousands of half-inch pikes slamming into the ground creates a thunderous boom that rails against my eardrums. The sound is familiar, yet still surprising, bounding through my head every Friday night, ricocheting and echoing off the cinder-block walls that encase our manly den. Continue reading “Throbbing Heels”
Letter Written By Christian J. Ashliman
To the person you are, right at this moment,
What is your current state of mind? How can you be sure? Under the pressures of school, homework, the job you probably have, a relationship, family, a child, friends, your relationship with yourself; how can you be sure of your current state of mind? Will you be sure of it tomorrow afternoon? What about next Thursday? Were you sure of it five minutes ago, or are you still thinking about it? When you finally decide that you are sure, will you really be sure? One emotion jumps into the next, bouncing back and forth helplessly; when that happens, as it inevitably will, how sure will you be then? What does it mean to be sure at all, to know—to really know? Continue reading “Letter from a Friend”
Think Piece (Academic Purpose) Written By Christian J. Ashliman
The pursuit of mastery in the field of writing is an ongoing, never-ending, bumpy road that leads through twists and turns, around sharp cliffs, down racing slopes, across open fields, and eventually, out onto a blank page. Writing is one of the great passions of my life, but it wasn’t always that way. I remember a time when writing seemed like a chore, a boring act that was required as part of a school essay in a subject that I couldn’t care less about. Continue reading “Past, Present, Future”
Think Piece Written By Christian J. Ashliman
Thinking about the looming future, and all it’s possibilities, opportunities, and pathways, can be extremely daunting and difficult. It seems to be a part of our nature: to conceptualize the intense, stressful plans of our lives into small, heavy packages that weigh us down when we think about them. I have a perfect example that occurred just earlier this morning as I was starting my final semester of college. Syllabus Day, as the first day of any semester is known, is filled with handouts and glazed eyes as teachers swathe over what will be the next four months of everyone’s life. Typically an easy day, in regards to homework, Syllabus Day always sort of freaked me out. It consisted of the instructor filling everyone in on everything that will be due, discussed, or worked on throughout the entirety of the course. Multiply that by six courses, and you’ve got an entire spiraling disaster on your hands. Continue reading “Small and Simple Things”
Think Piece Written By Christian J. Ashliman
Have you ever thought about your past mistakes or failures, and wished you could scrub them out of your history? Just completely erase them from the timeline you have created for yourself? The human condition feels like it promotes this inclination to repress these awful moments we have all found ourselves in, for better or for ill; and it’s absolutely understandable. How fun is it to dwell in the midst of murky, negative provoking splices of our lives? Times when we have felt so rotten, and experienced such intense emotional or physical pain. What do we stand to gain from bathing in these episodic replays of the depressed, crestfallen events of our lives? Continue reading “Taking It Back”