1st Day of My Next Project

Well, not really, but it sounds good, right.  Today isn't the first day of my next project.  It the first day that I am returning to it after more than a month off.  I didn't write for a month. Yes, that is right, I didn't write for over a month.  I thought about it, but …

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End of the Year

Where has the time gone? Wasted on the internet, rolling in the depths of my depression and figuring out I really wanted, living to work instead of working to live. We write our own stories, but this year I handed the pen over to my demons. Turns out that while they write an interesting hook, …

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Writing in the Dark

Depression and self-doubt are my two greatest struggles as a writer. Reading one my favorite author's blogs, I realized that I spent more time with depression and its friend self-doubt than I have spent working on the craft of writing or any of my other passions. It weights on me, holds me down and keeps …

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Broken Beaches

The beach was broken. There wasn’t much of a shore to explore At least at first... Further on the path Around the bend And through a mangrove forest There was some sand for my toes. And waves to rinse away All the residue that has been clinging To every step I take, weighing down Thought, …

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The day I really met you

So many times before you danced in and out of my life making me laugh and dream a wacky creature from beyond the stars But the day I felt in love with you the day knew I would forever love you was the day you gave meaning to dreams and ripped pages out of books …

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Are you ready?

There is one question that continually draws my ire.  Are you ready? No, I am not. I am not ready for school to begin in a week. I am not ready for tomorrow or the next day. They are coming anyway. Time slips past me and deadlines always loom. So I am not ready for …

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Comfort

Comfort found in the bottle isn't comfort all at or so they say and plead their case though looks and passing remarks Comfort found through lies and sweaty deeds isn't comfort all at so let me take the comfort that is honest after all, I can't lie to a bottle.

Upside Down and Turned About

Life has a way of complicating and un-winding itself all at once, which way it goes is up to the user. Sometimes a day goes both ways at once. This summer, I have been struggling to finish my first book, make enough money to pay my bills, complete multiple on-line classes and work on other …

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Solutions

There are always people who will make it work and those who will make excuses. A witless quote loving person might say in order to inspire others.  The world is full of false inspiration wrapped in idol  hope. Everywhere solutions promise to be the last one that you will ever need. But need and want are …

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It is

Love, they say should never hurt. Never make you cry or cut your soul, Maybe those that say it have never been in love, Cause love hurts and burns us so everyday Love cuts you so deep and fills you with so many desires You don’t know which way is up And which way to …

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