The following is a work of fiction. The first time I went to church with Carla, I went, of course, because I loved her. I wasn’t used to attending church; my family never went, except maybe at Easter time. I’d been invited in the past; some guy from […]
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 […]
I established a rule for myself when the concept for Faces first rested upon my mind – that rule being that I would not post a story without a face. In other words, if I’m unable to capture a picture of the subject, then I will not consider […]
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