For years I have been coming here to bleed. I have been sharing with you the wild and horrifying stories of my life and I have been honest, brutally so, about my abuse and my issues. I have been showing it all and not holding anything back. So today I will do the same as… Continue reading The Wasting Away
Category: Writing
Lost Confessions: Art
I read Artist’s blog last night and it really hit home to me. It was written in response to “Purpose” a blog written by Guardian many moons ago. I read it a few times and then it started to become familiar to me. As if I had read it before. I checked with Informer and… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Art
No Way Forward
I’m very good with deadlines. They are never a problem for me. I see a job from far out and I get started on it weeks ahead of time. Usually the post you are reading now would have been done a week ago at least. Maybe even longer. This time though, it is late on… Continue reading No Way Forward
The Guardian of the Path
In the afterlife of the mountain, or the Death Dream, if you are the Blood of the Lion and you so choose, you can find a hidden path. That path will take you to a city locked away by the shamans, a place of banishment, a place forbidden. The City of the Elephants is here.… Continue reading The Guardian of the Path
Nemesis
Eliot Ness and Al Capone. Seinfeld and Newman. Harvard and Yale. Achilles and Hector. Enemies is the wrong word for the phenomenon. It is not an enemy. It is a nemesis. There is a difference. Nemeses could have at one point been friends. They have similar qualities. The things that make one great reside in… Continue reading Nemesis
A Ray of Hope
Not much can give you hope when you are just out of high school with no prospects. My family didn’t value education. I came from a family where I was the first in my line to graduate high school. My senior year caught me flat footed. By the time I looked up, it was too… Continue reading A Ray of Hope
A Promise to the End
Song—My Rottweiler is named Sadie. She is the happiest dog I have ever met and she fills me with joy every day. Writing a book for me takes a very distinct path every time. First is the planning. This is kind of cumbersome. It promises a surge of creativity and a pushing of the borders.… Continue reading A Promise to the End
Lost Confessions: Shiny
Everyone has it. We all have that one thing that makes us feel alive, some activity we are just great at doing. We have a natural talent for that one thing and we know, while we are in it, this is what we were born for. With me, it is writing. I have a talent… Continue reading Lost Confessions: Shiny
The Horn
Twenty-one hours and counting. It’ll be 30 by the time I get to sleep tonight. I do this quite often. We call it “going around the horn.” My normal sleep schedule is from five in the morning to two in the afternoon. It provides me with quiet, isolation, darkness for when I’m writing. These things… Continue reading The Horn
Lost Confessions: The Workshop
This is an awesome story! Have you ever known beyond your smallest doubt that you were exactly where you were meant to be, or doing the thing you were supposed to be doing? That is the story I am going to tell you now. I wrote a book. It is a decent book but it… Continue reading Lost Confessions: The Workshop
