Author Archives
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That’s Absurd (Weekly Writing Challenge): A Stranger’s Eyes
It was just before sunrise in a long rectangular mirror that I noticed the whites of my eyes stir. Matted with both coldness and familiarity, I was reminded of the stranger that had long ago pulled me from the flames that claimed… Read More ›
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The Most Beautiful Smile Comes From Me
Nobody ever said the most beautiful smile I’d ever see would come from me. You may ask, as do I, how can that be? It’s true. I can feel my smile warm the room, happiness leaping from the creases in… Read More ›
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A Curtain Hung Between Us
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Digging up Your Digs
It’s been almost 15 years since my family buried a time-capsule near our cabin. In a grand ceremony with Kahlua in our coffee, we found a perfect spot in the mountains and dug a deep hole beneath the shadows of… Read More ›
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A Writer’s Leap
Sixth-graders come in two camps: those that giggle with uncontrollable joy when presented with a dead frog and an X-Acto knife, and those that shake their heads in protest, cry, vomit, or somehow manage to skip class on dissection day…. Read More ›
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Sush
From this point on, you have fifty words. Until the day you die. Speak today and silence may claim the rest of your days. But unspoken words will expire with your final breath. Think, not for moments, but for days,… Read More ›
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My Writing Process: A Blog Hop Stop
Hop, Skip, and Jump What better way to get me back in the ring than a blog hop? According to author Tom Lucas, “Blog Hops are these neat little things where different bloggers build bridges between their worlds and hopefully introduce… Read More ›
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Writing About Disjoint
You are the sum total of everything you’ve ever seen, heard, eaten, smelled, been told, forgot – it’s all there. Everything influences each of us, and because of that I try to make sure that my experiences are positive. –Maya… Read More ›
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A Letter In Trees
After a five minute hike through fairly dense woods in Santa Barbara, I found a climbable rock and pulled myself up to its flattest surface. I shielded the sun that poked through the meadow’s canopy and settled onto the cool, biased, granite…. Read More ›
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Writing Challenge: Writerly Reflections (Why I Write)
Wayward words tumble like elbows, knees, and toes fall into the gut of a man pushed down a padded flight of stairs. Padded stairs? Yes, padded stairs – just in case I’m that man, so that I can survive to… Read More ›
eternal Domnation 