Welcome.
Whoah, OMG…hi. This site is a culmination of at least 5 years of procrastination and the nano second it took…
Shades.
In the dark, my eyes play tricks. They think they are doing me a favor. They believe that they are…
My rules for writing.
This is a list that I started that will likely be ever evolving. I’ve always had these preconceived notions and…
The Journal. Part 2
Part 1 is here. (This is the beginning of the first entry.) As I start writing this, I need you…
Dear Self, Find You. (In which I punch my life in the face)
Had you given up so easily while ripping your way out of your mother’s womb, you wouldn’t exist right now….
On My Advancing Age.
It’s a milestone I never believed I’d reach. I always thought that I’d be gone by now. Not sure why…
I’m afraid to ride my bicycle
Perhaps I’ll be less wary after the apocalypse or rapture or whatever’s coming up after this plane’s current commercial break….
New story opening.
The crudely crafted noose held firm even as the bough bent with the weight and the manic throes of my dying body.
Driven to Distraction
Slowly, yet effectively, purging the distractions that allow me to procrastinate with such ease.
The Journal
I bought this journal today with a very specific purpose in mind. I want my boys to know who I…