Keep It Regular
That is the first question you need to ask when you sit down to write, and if you can’t answer it in the affirmative, then you aren’t going to get very far. Why? Because writing without communication as its backbone isn’t anything.…
the answers not to listen to are obvious the people listening to them are oblivious they have plugged their heads into their error and have severed their analysis from their vision with a precision that buckles the world punches a hole through…
He bent over the book, cracked it open, broke its spine, and started to go to work on the meat of it. It wasn’t pretty, carving it up – crafting something entirely new from the flesh. Hinge words swung through the new…
i walk home and i am rapping along the way i have plenty to say trying to be constructive amidst the destructive political dumpster fire why do we have to follow a liar? why do we have to swallow lies? there is…
Stringing stories together. I like pouring drops into the bucket of my shared universe. I know I have written before of how I would love for people to one day discover the true scope of all these stories and all the connections…
‘There’s an antique shop that I used to go, and I am not sure I can find it anymore.’ ‘What do you mean, Thomas? Did it go out of business?’ ‘The street doesn’t seem to be there anymore. I am not sure…
Am I a dirty liberal? I am not party affiliated – that is for sure. Am I entirely permissive? I don’t think so. But here’s the thing – I believe that anything you force someone to do is going to be something…
They put the liberal against the wall and shot them. There were reports that this man had been collaborating with journalists, and that they had used family connections to infiltrate the inner circle of the West Wing, in order to leak information.…
i had a cousin in the navy a brother-in-law in the navy i had a grandfather at dunkirk you have to respect the work you have to respect the calling even if you find the war appalling the idea of blood hungry…
He switched off Grandad every night, otherwise the old bugger would haunt the hallways. Memory retention wasn’t a problem since the upgrade, but he would swear that the unnecessary language pack had somehow made the old guy even more creepy. Who wanted…