Aesthetic Visions: Him

It was three a.m., the witching hour. I drove over a foggy mountaintop. The Brothers Bright crooned from my radio, and the lights of my Impala cut a lonely swath through the darkness. I passed no one; the streets were empty with nighttime. I had to wake up for church the next morning, meaning I... Continue Reading →


Consciousness Streams: The Itch and the Need to Write

I have to write every day. If I don't, the need burns through my blood like a fever. It doesn't matter what I write about, though spilling my soul is good, I just need to write. The passion for it feels like fire sparking against my fingertips, and if I skip a couple days, it... Continue Reading →

Book Haul: February 2018

This past month was a bit hectic, to say the least. To prove my point, I read eight books in January but only four in February. Hopefully, March will be better. I've had interviews all this week, and today I believe I got a job as a front desk receptionist at a local hotel. The... Continue Reading →

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