The Art of Storytelling

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Nonfiction is where I shine. When you're obscenely direct as an human-being, to the point where your honesty has been called, "intimidating" by others, you should stick with what you know and what you are solid at. Over a decade ago, I decided to test myself and began writing fiction. I think my migraines got … Continue reading The Art of Storytelling

I’ve Got Nothing!

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I wish I had a dose of wisdom to bestow upon you today, but I don't. I wish I had something to give that somehow made even just one person's day brighter or easier, but I've got nothing. I am all out of poignancy at the moment. 😦 The thought is disheartening, to say the … Continue reading I’ve Got Nothing!

Once Upon A Time

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uelHwf8o7_U Once upon a time, in an extremely bizarre reality, I was in a relationship I should not have been in. The warning signs were there, but some people burn so brightly that you don’t seem to notice you’re going up in flames and turning to ash. Immensely large red flares of danger were being … Continue reading Once Upon A Time

Writer Struggles: Part One

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One of the things I struggle with as a writer is friends and family reading my work. If it’s fiction, they really don’t spend a lot of time reading personal things into it, but when it’s on a platform like this? UGH! I cannot tell you how many times I have received e-mails, text messages, … Continue reading Writer Struggles: Part One

Coming Out Of The Ancestral “Closet”

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Coming Out of The Ancestral “Closet” I find it more than a little appalling that in 2014, I am still being asked “What are you?” Not “What religion are you?” or your average, inappropriate social questions, which, by my standards, are still rude. No, it’s always been “What ARE you?”, with such profound emphasis, as if … Continue reading Coming Out Of The Ancestral “Closet”