There once was a man who’s heart burnt with pride and dedication. He was approached by an investor and followed by friends. Together they built a thing of pride. That pride was stoked by their community, and fed all of their efforts with hope. A cold broke out in a distant country. The man and … Continue reading Hearts Open Doors
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
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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
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
I’m really trying to decide wether I should make the investment into Scrivener. I’m currently doing the re-write of my book on Pages. Would it be worth it to transfer the document over. It seems to provide more tools for organization. But is that necessary, or another of my many distractions and unnecessary wastes of … Continue reading Staircase