[Poetry] I have three kids and two hands, which means someone is always getting a lesson in patience. That someone is usually me.
[Poetry] Don't tell me that you're feeling fine Because I won't pretend it's true - It will all get better soon -
[Poetry] An inspiring verse by famous haikai Kobayashi Issa and my interpretation.
[Poetry] My OCD hits me like a whisper in a crowded room.
[Short Story] The funny thing is that I'm just the messenger. No postal worker cries this much when they deliver a letter.
The tide rushed in, emotions ran high, and life was never ending. But alas, the tide always fell away, erasing all of my footprints from the sand and leaving no trace that I ever had my feet on solid ground.
Editing takes up so much of my time now that writing has become what it used to be: just a dream. I want to finish a novel.
My ship is torn apart, the wrack creating new obstacles to overcome. A choking breath, a staggered heartbeat. One more fight for survival. Sheets of ice prove how unforgiving the sea can be. Unforgiving but not impossible.
[Short Story] "It started out like any other night, you know? Just the two of us, sitting there on the porch, just relaxing with a thirty pack—"
[Short Story; Editorial] Addiction comes in various forms of substance and variety. It is a chemical reaction in the brain, and no single addiction is any more important—or any less—than another.