Discipline. Spontaneous. Discipline. Talker. Listener. Drunk. Sober. Laughter. Chaos. Free. Historian. Discipline. Sinner. Follower. Wanderer. Discipline. The Rebel. Lover. Saint. A forgiving exile. The net that catches the butterfly of life. Discipline. The Writer. Always. Always, Human. “Writing, like life itself, is a voyage of discovery...The writer lives between the upper and lower worlds: he takes the path in order… Continue reading Quick Press #3: Why, What, Why, What, Is, To Be, A, Writer?
Tag: growing up
Quick Press #2: Love, Writing, and Growing Up.
"I'm in love with the memories that my parents and I didn't have." One of my life long friends said this to me after a death; she's a beautiful person, a comedian, and one who I wont give a name. Also, I spent some time updating a section of my publishing press ( West Vine Press, which is still an infant)… Continue reading Quick Press #2: Love, Writing, and Growing Up.
Rain is a comin’
Friday Afternoon story time: Mowing lawns as German Sheps and Irish wolf hounds watch me is funny. " tis the Rain a' coming boy so ya' better get a' mowing" I kept singing, and while I was giving the greens of the dreamers a haircut (leaving each dandelion to keep on a' growing) this random… Continue reading Rain is a comin’
It’s ok (Spontaneous Prose)
It's ok (Spontaneous Prose).
No, Not Really. (enjoy the fall)
I'm thirty one years old. Yeah. OK. The year is 2012. Yeah, and.. I'm Taking the time right now just to update myself (and readers ha!) on what I'm doing as far as writing right now. It is September 19th 2012, that's about one of the few things I think that I know for sure. Ha. No.… Continue reading No, Not Really. (enjoy the fall)
Adventures In American Writing 