I Wrote You A Letter Today

I wrote you a letter today. It was all but sent; tri-folded, sealed in an envelope, stamped, and addressed, but I threw it in a drawer. I know that once I dropped that letter in the mailbox there was no getting it back, and that could be detrimental depending on your reaction. In typical Jackson fashion, it is one lengthy metaphor that draws parallels between … Continue reading I Wrote You A Letter Today

Old Won’t Rust, Souls Still Shine: My Brother Gave Me an Old Soul

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

Sweet Tea and Southern Drawl: Southerners Are Storytellers

Southerners are born to tell stories. It’s undeniable. It’s instilled in us at a young age sitting in Grandpa’s lap listening to the grand adventures he’s been on in life. Some are blown out of proportion, some are told out of order, and some take a while to tell, but they made us fall in love with the performance. Campfires and sleepovers are incomplete without … Continue reading Sweet Tea and Southern Drawl: Southerners Are Storytellers