Eleven Years Ago

I buried my father eleven years ago today. It is the exact day; a cold Sunday that seemed to go on forever. When a funeral home employee pulled me aside that day and asked me to identify the body, I tried holding my brother back, in an attempt to shield him from what I'd just … Continue reading Eleven Years Ago

If Something Inside Of You Is Real

“If something inside of you is real, we will probably find it interesting, and it will probably be universal. So you must risk placing real emotion at the center of your work. Write straight into the emotional center of things. Write toward vulnerability. Risk being unliked. Tell the truth as you understand it. If you’re … Continue reading If Something Inside Of You Is Real

The Ledge

I'm on the verge of letting go today. There's no way to pretty it up or sugar-coat the amount of pain I am in, both physically and emotionally. I've had enough. Reached the boiling point. Feel as though I am trapped in a maze of never-ending bullshit, and I cannot take another second of this. … Continue reading The Ledge