I didn’t open your email right away because I was busy. No, I was not working late hours in the office. I try to leave as early as I can every day. Nor was I spending time with family. I only ever attend important family get-togethers, like weddings and funerals. I was busy, though. I was in bed, thinking about my own existence, questioning whether I am even real, or if any of this even matters, and I may have gotten carried away. See, I sat in bed wondering just what I know

After my shift, I went to my local CVS to get something to drink and a snack or two. I was not in the mood for any actual food, just something to tie me over as I drove home, so I thought I would quickly go into the CVS and get something, a habit I have done a few times before. The parking lot in the place is never easy to navigate, in that when you turn into the lot, you have to make a quick second turn to get a decent spot. Instead of dealing with all of that, I normally pa

Current Writing Schedule I am glad to report that the writing schedule I have is getting a little bit more consistent, and you should see content on my site, whether that is poetry, flash fiction, or books, on a consistent basis. I am honestly still working on a more consistent social media schedule, one I am happy with and one that can help me grow, too. I will let you all know when I come up with that. Site Redesign Coming Soon The site is going to get a makeover, which I a

Judge a man not on his accomplishments in his field of study nor by the fleeting greatness that the world bestows upon his mortal head. Don’t judge a man by his wealth, for the stocks he buys, or the gold he accumulates. Not by his strength on the field of the sport he chooses, his speedy legs, or his enormous arms. Ignore his oratory skills that can lead a nation in and out of war. The charm that lights up a room and makes believers of us all. Don’t look at his grades or his

As I was busy running around the office, filling papers and typing up reports, I realized I had not gotten to the bathroom all morning. For some reason, when you are active, even in a job you don’t desire, you forget about that part of your body. I stood up at my desk and thought about the urge to suddenly pee. To my luck, the office bathroom has been broken for the past few months, and I don’t think that anyone will be fixing it anytime soon. There is a bathroom in the hallw

Dear Lord, Jesus Christ, that which conquered Death and forced open the door that was jammed for all time, look upon those souls who we lost on that fateful day 23 years ago. Those who ran into the den of hell and, without any second or hesitation on their end, gave their lives so that the world could be saved. You saved the world for us all once, Lord, and I am sure that you can save all these departed souls, the true heroes of that day, who burrowed the darkness and the ash

More Content Coming to the Site I have been working on getting more content on this site in the form of poems, flash fiction, and short stories. I like to write up the poems and flash fiction, as they are always a pretty quick assignment for me. I have an idea that I feel fits as flash fiction or a poem, and then I run with it. I relate those two forms of writing more like a sprint than anything else. I am writing a lot in a little. As for short stories, they take a little ex

I have a really weird relationship with my agent. I mean, I have known the guy for 20 years or whatever, but he doesn't talk to me like I am a client. That is how long it has been, I guess. If you have known people for so long, you end up becoming comfortable with them, and what used to be proper is now casual. It also means that I am getting freaking old, but that is for another day. So anyway, one day, my agent, his name is Dan, called me about an offer he received. I don't

“People change, do they not?” A boy pleaded with a girl, who stood there physically but mentally left a while ago. “Surely people change… The day starts as morn and then becomes night. You don’t see the morning dew in the evening. You don’t experience the darkness during the day Am I not like the day? Or how about the weather? Are we not that different than the weather we bear? The storm becomes the sunny day. A sky once filled with rage and wind transforms into beauty and tr

Focusing on Short Fiction Lately, I have been really focusing on writing my short pieces of fiction for my blog. These pieces include poetry and flash fiction for you guys to read. When I first sit down to write something, these are normally the first things I write. Eventually, I am hoping to make this output more consistent in my writing routine. Avoiding Burnout The reason I say that is because I have a habit of overextending my writing and then getting burnt out. I did it

On a cool Friday night, the high school football game bleachers were filled with local people from town, there for the ceremony of the various individuals at halftime as much as the game itself. The football team was not that good, so there is no reason for the stands to be filled on a night like tonight, aside from honoring those before the game. The new field, a turf field, was the best part of the facility. As you walked into the place via a gate that connected to the stre

A disgruntled worker leaned up against the cement wall behind the yogurt shop, smoking his cigarettes as the new guy sat on the curb by the dumpster. “Bukowski was full of shit.” The worker said to the cold air. “Saying he banged every girl who read his poems. Fuck that. No poet gets that much pussy. Or any pussy, for that matter. Guy wrote a perverted poem and got some success with it. So decided to write a bunch of dirty shit. That’s like Poe. He played to the audience. I

Same Plan for the New Year My actions for the new year and my writing have been consistent in that I am doing the same things I was doing in the past few months. The plan is still the same, so in that sense, I am happy to report to you, the reader, updates on my career. More Editing Clients I am happy to say that I am getting more and more editing clients as I have been trying to actively connect with other writers. I am not one to openly like connecting. I have learned over

The Special Edition Book Project I have been working on a project recently for my books, where those of you who want them can get a special edition of the books. It is going to be more of a mail-order system where you can basically get my books delivered directly to your address. I am still in the process of working out the details for the project, but I expect it to be off the ground in a few months. Current Novel Progress As for my current novel, I have not been working on

More Content Coming to the Site I have been working on adding more content to this site to give the readers and new visitors a better experience when they stumble upon it. I am adding more flash fiction, poetry, and writing updates for now to the blog for people to read. I am working on getting book updates on here, too. (Book updates are parts of books I am working on) The site has been my focus for the past few months. I am trying to add more and more to it to not only do b

Why I Started Blogging Here I decided to start a blog in order to update you guys on what I am doing with my books and other writings. Right now, I am all about adding more stories to this site. There are stories from my Patreon that I have not published yet that I wish to add to this site. Moving Everything from Patreon I was going over making a blog one day, and what I would like to write on it, when I realized that writing on a blog is basically the same thing as my Patreo

When I write stories, I write to solve problems. Give a character an issue, and then create a solution to it… Somehow. Whatever the issue may be, I can always count on the fact that the story will be fixed. I am a pretty positive guy with my view of the world, not allowing the constant negativity to make me see any less positive, As the world cries anarchy and chaos, I wish for peace and civility. As we all live in fear, I preach patience and love. As the world turned black,

Maybe we killed the creative genius. The one who is supposed to speak for all of us. The voice of the people. The author who walked among us. The singer who sounded like us. The smart person, who was somehow still for us. We did not kill this person through a coup of betrayal and power. Or in some elaborate assassination attempt with madness and violence. We grew. We got better and more complex. And as the industrial complex grew, so too did the need for material. We created

Let me get this straight, There are aliens trying to spy on us by hiding in plain sight, changing the very fabric of the reality we live in. AI is trying to manipulate mankind with its information-gathering speed until it becomes self-aware, and we must fight them for a war that will end all wars. Climate change is destroying the ecosystem and may very well destroy all life as we know it, causing catastrophes unseen since the Bible. And the Devil is just sitting on the sideli

They don’t tell you about that day. The one you will question everything you are and, what you became, and where you will go. Where the world seems to stop for a moment, and you are uneasy about the motionless. It will be on a Tuesday mid-morning, At around 11:12 AM, On your lunch break, As you eat your chicken McNuggets with that sweet and tangy sauce for the third day in a row. You would have gone to Panera Bread, but that is expensive, so you are now in your leased