Being a social sciences major I consider writing an important tool, in all of its variations. However, I really don't believe I have the skill (nor the desire) to be a writer or anything serious like that.

Nonetheless, about a year ago I took two Creative Writing courses at my college. They were each half dedicated to poetry and half to short stories.

This is one I did where I tried to 'break the boundaries/limitations' of the modern writing format. As you know almost every piece of writing is nowadays confined to a rectangular (usually 8x11) piece of paper and strict rules on grammar, line breaks, paragraphs, etc. But that was not always the case, and this story is my attempt to break some of those borders down. (that being said, this story is almost devoid of any seriously engrossing plotline...) Hope you enjoy anyway!
race.doc