The Amazon Ain’t Just a River in Egypt

I love cake. And bread. Surprise. I love all confections involving sugar, butter, and white flour. You say gluten free! I say murder most foul. This is in direct opposition to my Halloween attire plan. Gal Gadot may have been five months pregnant at the time, but whether or not it was a green screen... Continue Reading →

Advertisements

Basement Time-Capsule Reveals First Grade Political Genius

I present to you one of my first manuscripts--a gripping tale of friendship, betrayal, and redemption with a plot twist I'm sure you'll not see coming. In these troubling times I hope we can assign ourselves to such metaphorical characters and hang in there until the storm is over. Make good choices everyone.  

How To Be Christina Fishburne On Monday

Find yourself planted for three years in a place people typically stay for only one. Congratulate yourself on all that personal growth you did in Hawaii. Think about all the people you know who might have cancer. Plan a productive day. Damn the constantly dirty floor to Hell. Think about writing. Go to the gym.... Continue Reading →

Surf’s Up. Time’s Up.

So I had a dream the other night. I was out in the ocean, catchin’ some waves…on a boogie board. Sam was with me. The waves were really REALLY huge. Like, Hollywood-cataclysmic-natural-disaster-movie huge. Sam was trying to teach me how to “do it right”—where to catch the wave to ride the greatest distance. I wasn’t... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑