The moss that grows upon it’s roof is a sign of life on the dead corpse that used to be a home. It provides growth to the decaying structure as it reaches it’s hands up to the sky and the freedom it prays lies within the stretch of it’s reach. I’m back to watching Netflix … Continue reading 1179 Abandoned Beauty
Again, I'm sorry. Obsessed with alley ways!!! The sky in North Dakota seems to have it’s own blue. Even on the couple of days it snowed the sky was a brilliant blue I’ve only ever seen in the ocean near Maui. I miss my time in both places. I wish I’d been much further into … Continue reading 1180 Work Alley
I've discovered the insane benefits of a Sproket Printer. Each blog post I share with you will be printed on a sticker and given a page in my new journal. This is what I'll scribble in and later share with with all of you. It's sort of an experiment to personalize our website and encourage … Continue reading 1152 Old Grain
I live the intrigue of this photo. A trailer dropped in the middle of nowhere, with one door open to its darkness. One of the best writing prompt photos I have, in my opinion. Click here to purchase this art in a variety of forms and to support our creativity.
The life in this image is almost enough to raise questions about the finality of death. Click here to purchase this art in multiple forms and to support our creativity.
Love cures all huh? I just got my job threatened by a superior to my superior because I refuse to move an hour and a half away for no upward movement or salary increase. There’s no way in hell it would be worth it for me to do that, she definitely made it sound as … Continue reading Drain Pipe
I have A furry friend who has been with me for eleven years. I recently watched a movie where a woman was murdered and the pet she treated like her child was sewn into her uterus. This has made me question a few life choices, but at the end of the day, Im happy and … Continue reading Furry Friend
Sometimes I feel as if I exist in a frozen world. I recently had to fire someone for showing completely intoxicated for their shift. I can't help feeling all of the guilt attached to the multitude of shifts I've worked in an altered and addicted state of mind. What says I deserve to keep my … Continue reading Frozen World
I want to create a world. There is not enough satisfaction in a single story, not enough life in two or three. But, a world of stories is an entirely different animal with it’s own breath and soul. That is what must be created and nurtured.
I’ve read several articles that state one should never edit their work until it is complete. I am fearfully of this because I am on my sixth rewrite of a book who’s storyline is still vastly incomplete. The words seem to flow with greater ease after every pass, so it can’t be entirely harmful. Although, … Continue reading Orpheum