Posts Tagged ‘ postaday2012 ’
I write words far into the night, weaving tales from my waking dreams while the world sleeps. <[ READ MORE ]
Over the course of this month I have deleted far too many posts before they could become entries. I find myself not only editing my novel, but revising my thoughts before they can be set down in what passes for digital stone here at WordPress. The days that flow backward behind me start to make [ READ MORE ]
Life is a wonderfully strange journey, isn’t it? I continually catch myself smiling for no discernible reason. I’ll be at work, or writing, or running or…like now: sitting at a laundromat staring at the timer on my dryer. Generally I find myself ruminating on the nature of life when I should be concentrating on something [ READ MORE ]
It’s a tale of heartbreak and redemption. The story of an unlikely hero, forced by fate to make a choice that will change his world forever. No big deal. Writing words is fun, cover blurbs are just weird though. <[ READ MORE ]
I had a thought while reading through all of your comments on various posts of mine – you know who you are. In fact, there aren’t that many of you, so were I not so lazy I’d just dig around and copy all of your names into this post…buuuuuut I am that lazy tonight so [ READ MORE ]
Omnia fortunae comitto “I commit all things to fortune” Meaning, I believe, something on the order of: its time to toss the dice. That’s from the first recorded coat of arms for my surname. 1431. Apparently, we’ve been down since day one. (Looking around at any of my family reunions would show you that not [ READ MORE ]
I lean in my doorway, staring out into the inky blackness of the night. I can feel the doorframe pulsing against my shoulder, as though the beats of my heart were somehow shaking the very foundations of the earth. The thoughts running through my mind incoherent, a texture of slight madness. A confusion of my [ READ MORE ]
…and the crowded room receded back, the music and laughter; stilted conversations droning down into a low babble. She looked down and said, “I know I said I don’t feel things like normal people do, but I really like you and I’m afraid I’m going to break your heart, or that you will break mine.” [ READ MORE ]
Where is my rage? Where is the lust for life that has carried me so far, so swiftly, through the life I’ve built? What is happening to me lately? Routine, you are my eternal enemy. I cannot fathom allowing myself to sit back to watch life flow by me, uninterrupted, bereft of my ideas and [ READ MORE ]
I can feel something stirring, deep inside of me. Something I no longer thought I was capable of. Something that I had, in my infinite naïveté, believed was dead. I cannot explain it, I suppose that these things just happen. I think it has been buried in my subconscious for months now. Waiting like a [ READ MORE ]
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