How I Faith! (It’s a verb)

The voices sang all around me, pleading, and promising a better life. One full of fast cars big houses and beautiful women. The other side promised me that I no longer had to feel any pain or suffering, and while both options looked appealing a small voice inside of me told me to shut themContinue reading “How I Faith! (It’s a verb)”

To Be a Writer: And a Sampling of My book. Dead Heart:An Origin Story

I said to myself, I said. “All I really want to do is become a great writer.” To which I replied. “Oh well that is easy, you want to be a writer? All you have to do is write. Everything else is optional.” “Being a super zombie should have been the worst thing to happenContinue reading “To Be a Writer: And a Sampling of My book. Dead Heart:An Origin Story”

A rumble in my soul

A rumble in my soul I feel it down below Distant disgrace and fear It locks me all alone Pull up my head Turn now from dead Life is living Inside my head The snow out the window falls My heart is crushed inside these walls I scream for help that doesn’t come Finding peaceContinue reading “A rumble in my soul”

A Gift To The World

Landing on the scorched patch of the dark Earth a divine creature lied writhing in pain, without an understanding of where it was or how it got there. Only moments ago it stood in a state of bliss and contentment. Now his eyes opened wide standing naked in front of a dark world full ofContinue reading “A Gift To The World”

Watch Me Run Through This Wall!

It is strange to have accomplished so much personally in such a short period of time yet feel so stagnant all the same. I just completed a short love story that scared the crap out of me and wrapped my mind around it to the point I was dreaming about it. The relief I assumedContinue reading “Watch Me Run Through This Wall!”

How I Write A Love Story: Part 3

-Babe Ruth- You hit a grand slam last night. Thanks for a good time. Give me a call, let’s do it again, 555-6789 Marissa, Ted was still in a sleepy, satisfied daze reading the note his mystery woman left for him. How had it all happened? He was not a one night stand kind ofContinue reading “How I Write A Love Story: Part 3”

I am Trudging: And Life has never been better! (182 Days)

If you are struggling today with Alcoholism or Addiction, please read this. Today is just another day. But it is another day in which I have been sober for six months (182 days precisley) Consecutively. To say six months is a miracle, I feel does God and what He, She, It, whatever, has done inContinue reading “I am Trudging: And Life has never been better! (182 Days)”

How I Write A Love Story: Part 2

The white stone building stuck out like a surley dwarf amongst a crowd of giants, arms folding and face scowling refusing to move. “The Public Library?” Ted asked looking sideways at Marissa. “Yeah, this place is great. When was the last time you checked out a good textbook?” Marissa said with a smile looking upContinue reading “How I Write A Love Story: Part 2”

How I Write a Love Story: Part 1

  Ted stood, for what felt like the hundredth time this week, alone on the same sidewalk overlooking the pier. How did this keep happening? Was all he could think. He was a good guy, somewhat attractive. He had a good job was consistent and secure. He even read all the books on how toContinue reading “How I Write a Love Story: Part 1”

Getting Uncomfortable

Deep in the heart of a great mountain, where the heat and pressure were incomprehensible, sat two pieces of coal staring into the heat. “God, it is so boring down here.” Said Bob, the first piece of coal. “Yeah, not much to do but wait to be found and be burned alive to cook someone’sContinue reading “Getting Uncomfortable”