The Joys of Writing: Shifting Perception, and Other Little Acts of Freedom


If you're going to speak do it freely. Use words wisely but don't spare them at my expense. I think it comes down to consistency. I'm almost convinced it's in the actions we repeat, not the words that we speak that bears witness to our existence. But only half of what I say makes sense, … Continue reading The Joys of Writing: Shifting Perception, and Other Little Acts of Freedom

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The Joys of Writing: The influence of Personal Heroes, Humble Beginnings, and Gratitude on the Depressed Brain… PART 1


Hello Fellow Readers! On my journey toward uncovering my writer's voice, I've found myself in the dungeons of self-pity more often than I'd like to admit. The 'woe is me' lamentations of others echoing more clearly around me. In my weakened state, society's 'anything goes' environment seems way too happy to back me up. Doing their … Continue reading The Joys of Writing: The influence of Personal Heroes, Humble Beginnings, and Gratitude on the Depressed Brain… PART 1

Heroes Journey…


The true heroes pull value from within. A true hero spins gold with what she's given. I didn't get here by doing what I'm told.   If I said gold and you saw green, then, true love, I'm convinced you've never seen, the smile, by my hand reflecting from a strangers face, that's how we win … Continue reading Heroes Journey…

Running Thoughts Are Better Left Written Down


I had a thought while running today that really stuck with me. I think it stuck with me because it was the perfect example of why I try not to say things out loud until I've properly thought them through. When words leave our lips too soon, before they are ready, they tend to leave … Continue reading Running Thoughts Are Better Left Written Down

Chapter One: This is Your Home Now


Olivia sat hard on the box spring, the checkered comforter barely cushioned her landing as a pain shot up her spin through a loud creaking beneath her sore bum. "Ouch!" She frowned and rolled to the side leaving room to rub the sore spots. It was official, she was going to hate this place as … Continue reading Chapter One: This is Your Home Now

Half-lit Cigarettes


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3SE1WaaNzW0 Bad for each other like half lit cigarettes, half way toxic but we teeter on the edge, not quite committed enough to death, just bad enough to weaken your will, I'll keep you asleep like a sleeping pill. Living life like a wedge, standing between each other and greatness, you are a genius and … Continue reading Half-lit Cigarettes

Day 4: Something Beautiful


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwtljkGZJnI   There are whispers drifting over the airwaves, they sweep me away lift me into a daze. Surreptitious susurrous, with a switchblade synopsis, separated by moments of serendipitous sustenance, Kindness on a whim, bringing me in, telling me stories I crave to hear, only to pull them away and replace them with fear.   Baby, … Continue reading Day 4: Something Beautiful

Exposition


https://youtu.be/O0YxeTjFn70 There's something in the water, but I like the way it tastes. It gets right down to business, we're falling race by race. Sweet dreams are made of this, and who am I to dismiss. They take our pent-up traumas, and paint ancient history into current dramas. Entertainment for the feasting, while taking away the … Continue reading Exposition

Day 1: “In the Woods”


https://youtu.be/zU7co2-yn_Q   From the Inside, Out... We can be free, we can be free, what does that sentiment say to me? I close my eyes and I'm surrounded in green, the leaves of trees whisper to me of the things they have seen, They don't bare the harsh assessment they never condemn, green to my namesake, They give … Continue reading Day 1: “In the Woods”

I See You


  Sometimes it begins with a picture, sometimes with a single sound, and then before you know it, you are out adventure bound, the structure of life was never meant to be rigid, buying into the cold cut American dream just seems frigid, peddling slices of humanity one piece at a time, selling the lot for … Continue reading I See You