I started writing down all the memories from my adolescence that have forged who I am as a person in a notebook. The more the list grew, the more I realized that nearly all of them had been revisited, tampered with, and included into the monstrosity that is my incomplete novel. At that moment, I understood the impact of this book. Whether it impacts readers … Continue reading Labor of Love
One of the biggest issues I have as a writer is coming up with enough different ideas to reflect upon or topics to discuss. Seeing as how this is my blog and I can publish anything to my heart’s content, there are no true guidelines or restrictions, but I do set some barriers in my subconscious. I try not to make content repetitive or tiresome. … Continue reading Logic vs. Emotion: Why Do Some People Avoid Feeling?
As I sit here at home sipping on cognac, working on my novel, and listening to the creole jazz mastery of Dr. John, I notice that there probably aren’t too many twenty-one year olds in similar situations. I’ve been told many times before that I have an old soul. Whether it’s my love for fine cigars, passion for smooth jazz and blues, or my tendency … Continue reading Old Won’t Rust, Souls Still Shine: My Brother Gave Me an Old Soul
Like most males, any romantic intentions I have are inevitably followed by a path of destruction with no prejudices. Introspectively, I know what’s wrong with me. I’m in love with the idea of love so much that I force myself to think I’ve fallen into it, only to remain firmly planted on the ground. I keep people close out of fear of losing anyone, no … Continue reading To the Women I’ve Hurt
Recounts, Reflections, and Other Writings 