I’m going to share some fairly controversial opinions about the Bible later in this post. For those with a healthy blood-lust for controversy, be patient; I have some prefacing to do before I begin picking that yet-to-scab wound that was reopened when Michael Gungor had the unholy audacity […]
The following is a work of fiction. I only once saw Frankie emotionally shaken, and it didn’t alter my respect for him; in fact, it reinforced it. We got to talking about a friend of his he’d lost during the war. The guy’s name was Joe Stern, a […]
Marv has the world’s biggest heart. People always say this about retarded people, but in Marv’s case, it’s hardly an exaggeration. I’ve never learned the details of how or when he came to work at The Coffee Joint – he started there years before I even heard of […]
“Everything is happening right now,” he says, “everything you can think of. Maybe even more than you can think of.” He goes on to describe the “everything” of which he spoke – how there are people eating dinner and people sleeping and people singing songs. This is how […]
My apologies, dear WordPress folk, for the delay in posting this conclusion, and also for my scarcity as a blog follower. I’ve been adjusting to a new medication these past two weeks, and it’s worked some strangeness with my motivation and energy. Indeed, for a time, I wondered […]
I keep this art piece above the computer in my office at work, so I catch sight of it regularly throughout the day. My heart tends to race a bit every time I glance at it, and I’m not sure why. I love this picture. My oldest son […]
I just polished off the debut novel by blogging superstar, Carrie Rubin. It was out of my grand appreciation for Carrie and her humor blog that I chose to delve into “The Seneca Scourge” right off the heels of finishing Stephen King’s “The Stand”. How many novels about […]
Part 1 – here Part 2 – here Touching ground at the house’s front stoop, I found release from the stairway’s imaginary vortex. Encasing the doorstep were two walls of lattice, oddly suspended in impossible green ivy – impossible because it was a shade of green only found […]
Part 1 here Photo by Eva the Weaver A straight staircase connected the house to the street, and it appeared much like an arrow, pointing me to the front door; without effort I was upon the steps, three up, then detected movement behind me from the street. I […]
I will spare you any tedious introductions. Just know that I go into this with the assumption that I may be communicating to a group of people who are not real. It’s altogether likely that you are just tricks of my subconscious, wandering about a dream within another […]
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