Last week was difficult for me. For a while, I would try to start working on something, then feel suddenly sick and stop. I had all of these feeling inhibiting me and nowhere to put them. Until I started writing. (Go figure.) This short fiction is pretty obviously highly allegorical (and also half inspired by... Continue Reading →
“That of the Moon” Short Story
So this has nothing to do with D.C. except in that I wrote it on the plane ride here. It is inspired by and dedicated to my good friend, Nick Koontz. Much love goes to him from up here, and I'll be so glad to see him again in December. While I had said half-jokingly... Continue Reading →
The Wretched Redemption of Writing
Writing has incredible healing properties. And it can tear you apart limb from limb. At least my broken hearts can be put to paper, my tears turned to words. At least chaos can turn inspiration, dreams can spin a story. I am happy with being a writer. I love finding creativity everywhere I look as... Continue Reading →