Sifting Through the Ashes

Well, I took a little time away from this page, settled into my career and embarked on a ridiculous challenge of Cannabis Infused Orgasms. It was completely over the top, although tastefully done...for the most part. But the lesson is that the challenge I embarked upon sparked something in me and I’ve once again found … Continue reading Sifting Through the Ashes

Chapter 1 – Sins of the Father

It was a scene I had only imagined as a child. My grandmother's house bustling with people, the smell of freshly percolated coffee piping from her stove-top, the aroma filling the tiny apartment. How this space held her, her husband, and their dozen children, I couldn't comprehend. My childhood had been the complete opposite - … Continue reading Chapter 1 – Sins of the Father

Part 2 – The Government Agent’s Wife

As I think back on my life, I often wonder if things were different when I was a child, perhaps I would've turned out different - less hard, more gentle. I can say that I was a relatively happy child and my childhood was pretty normal. Although I knew my family loved me, it wasn't … Continue reading Part 2 – The Government Agent’s Wife

The Adulteress

Continuing to write fiction...one day at a time.  If I were a different type of person, I could likely find a reason for such treason. I could blame my parents for being too strict, perhaps, in some cosmic sense, I'm to pay for the sins of my father...and maybe even the sins of my mother. … Continue reading The Adulteress

New Fiction

I've decided to start writing again...I don't really understand why I ever stop. I suppose it's because it drains me to think about topics and, then weave words that desire to be read. But here I go...again.  "I am an adulteress." I repeated this to myself, as I searched the reflection in the mirror for … Continue reading New Fiction

Well, I Just Figured Out the Meaning of Life…I Think

I had a thought...that makes sense one moment, and seems overstated at others...then I wonder what the hell I'm even talking about. That process should be pretty obvious as you read on.  What if... The secret to life - happiness, sadness, wealth, poverty, love, hate, etc., could be found in a simple pattern?  And what … Continue reading Well, I Just Figured Out the Meaning of Life…I Think

A Walk Through Nothing

As I walked through the blank spaces in my mind, this thought occurred to me, offering some semblance of relief. I can't say that I was fretting about my blank mind, I suppose I was just searching for...well...something, anything, that made sense, or perhaps was an epiphany. It seemed that as I grasped for each … Continue reading A Walk Through Nothing