Tag: Artist

  • The Round Table 3: D Part 1

    Today is release day for a book I wrote called Beacon, book one of the Nation of Five series. The book is about young men and an impossible task they set before themselves. Well, I know a lot about impossible tasks. I’m a DID survivor who suffers from hallucinations. I have bipolar and Non-24-Hour Sleep-Wake Disorder. Getting…

  • The Round Table 2: Ty Part 1

    Today is release day for a book I wrote called Beacon, book one of the Nation of Five series. The book is about young men and an impossible task they set before themselves. Well, I know a lot about impossible tasks. I’m a DID survivor who suffers from hallucinations. I have bipolar and Non-24-Hour Sleep-Wake Disorder. Getting…

  • The Round Table 1: Chalice Part 1

    Today is release day for a book I wrote called Beacon, book one of the Nation of Five series. The book is about young men and an impossible task they set before themselves. Well, I know a lot about impossible tasks. I’m a DID survivor who suffers from hallucinations. I have bipolar and Non-24-Hour Sleep-Wake…

  • Rise of the Storyteller 31: Call Backs

    I was leaning against the wall in the hallway before school. There were kids everywhere. Teachers. There were colors and textures, hair and eyes, and all of it made of the world a swift moving wave of emotions and sensations that brought my head to swimming. I closed my eyes, focused, and, in the mess…

  • Rise of the Storyteller 30: The Four Queens

    I won’t talk about my sophomore year. I plotted my own death three times that year. I ran with the worst people I could find. I hurt people, and myself. I dated a spattering of girls I left behind me like a carpet of broken hearts. I had been abandoned and it was drying me…

  • Rise of the Storyteller 28: The Waynesville High School Mafia

    The problem was, things changed quite a bit when I got to high school. What was a middle school filled with country boys and church goers piled into the high school that also took in the kids from Fort Leonard Wood, the army base outside of town. The almost all-white middle school became diverse freshmen…

  • Rise of the Storyteller 27: Bump

    Somewhere in the wilds of 20th Street School, I read a story about strength. I’m going to mess it up, but let’s do it anyway. So, this samurai is walking on a path, and is met by a god, might have been a goddess, now that I am thinking about it. Says to the samurai…

  • Rise of the Storyteller 26: Less No More

    You gotta understand, she had done this before. In seventh grade, I had a friend. Best friend. Well, what I thought was a best friend, named Blank. One day he had a birthday party at his house. The entire church youth group was invited and we all came. There was hair band music. Cake and…

  • Rise of the Storyteller 25: The Undeniable D

    I’m not worried about sticking the landing, as much as the mount. Both are important when talking about D. However, his impact on my life is undeniable, irrefutable and devastating. You cannot begin to understand the rise of my art, the goals of my life, and the place I now find myself without understanding his…

  • Rise of the Storyteller 24: Pop

    Sixth grade in Slinger came in roaring. Girls, jacket, middle school, Ruffle, X, Grr, Jazz, G.I. Joe and Way Cool Junior. However, when I got to Waynesville, Missouri, and went to the last two weeks of sixth grade in a totally new school, with totally new kids, in a totally new town, I found it…