I didn't write fiction all through 2017. Here's the story of why, as well as my mindset in getting back to the words.
I wrote a letter to a girl who will be aged by a year. 364 days until these words are seen again. Here's a bit on what lies between the taped pages.
Why am I moping? And what am doing on the 31st of this year? Portland, Oregon is the answer to all. I think...
A non-serious list on how to seriously not give a f---...
Life gets real. Real busy that is. This is the story of what I learned from taking on too much work.
What's just beyond the river bend for me? I'm trying to find out.
A blog post to explain my blog title, my blog overall, and a quick summery of my inner turmoil as a human being seeking meaning with a blog.