A Trip to the ER

If what you write becomes what you experience in day-to-day life, then my trip to the ER was completely self-manifested.

Bad Mood Rising

Some days you’re the pigeon, and some days you’re the statue. My scowl should tell you which one today is.


My sister asked me one of the most inconsiderate questions one can ask a writer. It gave me pause. And a tingling in my hand. Must. Control. Fist.