Technology is, like most other avenues of voice, a two-edged sword. Usually it feels as though the edge we feel detrimental is the one that rides against our delicate flesh a lot more often than the one turned away from us, slicing outward for our own eager benefits. In this case, technology has brought forth [...]
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Captive Bound & Double-Ironed
It’s been a long month and I, as always, am the King of Understatement. So much has come into my mind and so little has gone out that mighty river of imagination has all but grown stagnant and still. I have discovered things both beautiful and catastrophic. I have read thousands of pages from every [...]
Cents of Worth
A great many ideas have come upon me over the last few weeks and none so wonderful as the realization that I have in fact, contrary to what my mind would previously allow me believe, accomplished some significant things during my time. The greatest has been the understanding that I’ve positively impacted the lives of [...]
Virtual Cornucopia
Anger Management
I haven’t been as quiet as you might have thought this week … but I have certainly been growing steadily more frustrated. On Monday, I wrote 2,500 words for “Joe” and followed that up with another 2,500 word blog entry. Where is this monster blog? Deleted into the virtual nether as all but 1,000 of [...]
“My Name Is Joe” Teaser
A Matter of Math & Ticks
So today was the original deadline set for the latest short’s second draft completion. As usual, I’m liable to miss my this current deadline but I do so this time without any form of outward guilt; there is of course always that twinge when you hoped to have something accomplished in a planned time but [...]
Redemption
Some of my readers might be surprised to note that my three favorite films are “It’s a Wonderful Life”, “A Christmas Carol (any version)” and “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory”. I’ve often wondered why I chose these films to adhere to throughout my life. I’ve always enjoyed horror and the things that go bump [...]
To Begin Again …
After a long period of little inspiration I’ve finally come to realize how much I miss working with words. When you’ve found what you’ve been searching for your whole life you easily slip away from the desires you use to get by without. It seems though, after long periods of time, that desire, so casually put on a shelf, hasn’t forgotten you, though you may have forgotten about it. The hunger comes back, all teeth and regret and you realize that though you have all you ever dreamed about in one hand, the other is still empty and grasping.

