I was taking photos for my instagram this morning and I realized that there was a certain magic to reading I have taken for granted for quite a few years. Books can transport you into a whole other world – multiple worlds. I like to think that, in my fifteen years of reading, I’ve…… Continue reading Just in the Nick of Time
It is okay to be a bit eccentric – everyone is.
Evie and I live on floor 43 of Tower Three on the south side of Central Square. We share our room with a couple called Amy and Graeme. Graeme used to be a fitness instructor and DJ. He still talks about football as if it exists. via After The Fall — Just Punch The Clock
The air is so clean this morning. As I write this, it refuses to blow through the open windows of my apartment and I am dreading my eight hours inside the retail store where I work. I love my job, but I also miss early September mornings: the smell of things ending and new beginnings…… Continue reading September Mornings – Journal Post
The temperature dropped by four degrees last night. Fall is coming. Fall Is Coming. FALL IS COMING. That can only mean one thing: SPOOKTOBER. On my old blog website; every October, we took the time to write a short story (or draw a comic or draw a picture) every day. So, basically, 30 days of…… Continue reading Spooktober Challenge (Spooky Story October Challenge)
Writing is, perhaps, one of the more difficult of the hobbies/jobs there is in the world today. To me, it isn’t the character creation or plot invention or dialogue… it is the BEGINNING that always gives me pause. Perhaps that says something terrible about me, but the beginning of a story should more than just…… Continue reading Just a Thought on Novel Openings
I usually refrain from posting about political issues. I am a midwestern twenty-something; neither Liberal or Conservative (I like to think of myself as a happy medium); Christian (I believe that Jesus is the Son of God and died so that every man, woman, and child is equal); with a slightly obsessive interest in nerddom.…… Continue reading For the Fourth, In Honor of what Used to be the United States of America