The graveyard’s both the most expensive real estate on the face of this earth, and the only place […]
I don’t like the idea of joining my voice to the uproar of conflicting, often half-baked opinions of […]
It’s funny how instinctively people reading something would assume that the writer knows what they’re writing about. It’s […]
I was teaching my sister to sing yesterday. Nothing fancy; just two girls with a beautiful song and […]
Two pairs of eyes glancing into each other, pupils glittering with a thrilling sort of intensity and connection. […]
There exists for the creative three general modes of being: not having done, doing, and having done. The […]
It’s an elusive thing, isn’t it, what we call the “creative process”. Sometimes it eludes us altogether, and […]
I’m not the only one who holds on to ideas I think are brilliant, waiting for the right […]
Sometimes the words come easy. Sometimes they don’t. That’s not an excuse to stop writing. Athletes don’t just […]
People who love to read are sometimes called bookworms. I wonder why. Maybe it’s because they seem to […]