Dear Heart

  Something about hauling your whole life across three spacious and craggy states changes your state of mind. Not only do you leave behind your culture and half of who you know, you are alone watching the landscape change and the hours tick by with nary a soul to entertain you. The road is its …

Quotidian

Many people, on occasion, get songs stuck in their head. Rarely do I get songs stuck in my head, but more often do I get words stuck in my head. They lurk in the dusty crawl spaces of my brain and pop out between sentences like cheap gimmicks at a carnival house of horrors. Today's …

The Crash

Here is the second draft of my novel's opening scene. I have called my novel "The Bastion." Chapter 1 The dinning room table took the abuse in stride, as it always did. Dirty dishes and beer cans rattled, and there was a crack somewhere deep in the wood. Jack’s fist stung, but he didn’t give …

Crazy Death

I hear voices in my head. They talk to each other. I live a lot of my life in other worlds, worlds other people can't see, or hear, or touch. I forget about the real world sometimes; so much so I, at times, forget the names of my closest friends. Some might call this schizophrenia, …

The Sacrifice

Since Monday, my writing has been sparse...well, honestly, non-nexistent. But! This does not mean I have not been enriching my writing skills. A writer who does not read is like an athlete who does not eat. And thus, I read. Yesterday, I finished "The Stages" by Thom Satterlee. When I reached the book's conclusion I …