Tell Me Something Good

I've wanted to write stories since I looked like this:   Now I look like this: but I still want to write stories. I had a good run there for a while, before I had all these small humans asking me for Pop Tarts and wondering out loud when I will sew Yellow Bunny's tail... Continue Reading →

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.  

Sword

From under the stones- in a flurry of sticks- the weapon bursts outward. The weapon is singing a song. The mission has a soundtrack. Lists, signposts, a return address: they mark the map I follow. I want to hold the weapon-- for protection for promise for prosperity. It seems to have new batteries though. The... Continue Reading →

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 →

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