Breathing becomes laboured when I'm not sure if I want to hold something in, or let it out. Expressing my disappointment at the events that appear to be in an incessant loop feels like an indulgence in futility. I've expressed such disappointment before, yet, here we are. Staring each other in the face again. The [...]
My inclination to write within the context of a universal experience feels insincere and superficial at times. To want to write at all feels like a self indulgent rant or feathering of my own cap. I've abandoned more manuscripts and drafts of old manuscripts these past few weeks than I have all my life. The [...]
I once asked myself a simple question when I left corporate to follow a new path. What do you do when you're done with the world, but the world is not done with you? The two and a bit years that followed answered this question many times over, each time with an intensity greater than [...]
If I were to write without restraint, would you see my soul or judge my sanity? Sanity is elusive when it competes with the heart. The heart is not satiated by the intellect, and the intellect cannot reason with the heart. They both swim in their own orbits. Like the sun and the moon, each [...]
The short posts don't allow for a meaningful purge of what rumbles inside my head. And there's a lot of rumbling this morning. Having finally published my novel, the reactions I've noted along with the assumptions that people make about my reasons for doing so, are entertaining. I've always taken a morbid pleasure from watching [...]
The last year has been a beautiful mess. It has been a year of pushing boundaries and testing long-held truths. People, relationships, skills, passions, and even hobbies all came under close scrutiny as I peeled away the layers of assumptions that coated them over the years to test whether they still served me well, or at all.