There are those who write and those who call themselves “writers”. They’re known to hold quiet celebrations upon learning to describe themselves this way. I’ve come to find the characterization oddly repellent. For me to find pride in being labeled a writer – it feels like developing severe […]
The first sensation he discerned as he awoke was the taste of blood in his mouth. There was the taste, then the overwhelming urge to vomit, his stomach outraged with intake of bodily fluid and from enduring the inevitable aftershocks left behind when adrenaline blitzkriegs through a body, […]
I hardly ever share others’ posts. But this one…you’ll see. My Work with Starving Children in Guatemala: Please Read!.
Last night, I rode a bus; Billy Graham was the driver. I call it a bus, though it wasn’t truly a bus at all; rather, it was a standard four-door automobile – perhaps a Buick or a Crown Vic or something of the sort. But it felt mostly […]
There’s been a wandering in my flow recently, perhaps more of an arterial clog of the brain. The content is still floating about, my heart still capable of visualizing, but I feel stuck behind the wheel of a compact car in the midst of a demoralizing traffic jam. […]
I’ve delayed long enough in getting this post out. I’ve intended for well over a month to write a follow up to my brief, impassioned reaction to the audio publication of one of my stories recently. Read “Published!” Roughly a week after it aired, I was just recuperating […]
This story is dedicated to Kristen and Decker, whom I met the other day in a store parking lot. Kristen, I didn’t have anything to give you that day, but our meeting did conceive this little story, which I now send out as a prayer for you. They […]
I’ll likely post more about this later, but I’m typing this entry on my phone at an inhuman time of night so that I may get it out of the way while I’ve still a shred of nerve to do so. I was published recently. In quite a […]
The weight of the vessel – that constant burden of the man downtrodden – it grew more burdensome with each robotic step, steps he felt were prone to multiply with the drudgery of each passing day. There were others, an endless line of downcast souls. You and I, […]
Beauty will catch you by surprise often times, like the sensation you feel when you were expecting the worst, only to be caught off guard when something wonderful happens. Beauty can be overwhelming to the point of painful – that exquisitely satisfying sort of pain, like the sort […]
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