Coming Down the Mountain
Tell you what. Truth is, sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it. See also You…
October 1, 2016
Tell you what. Truth is, sometimes I miss you so much I can hardly stand it. See also You…
October 1, 2016
Sometimes the things I write are the things that happen. I am mindful of this. I…
October 1, 2016
I sat down to write something, anything. Ended up finishing something about the titans coming. It’s…
October 1, 2016
Just call me angel of the morning, angel Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby.…
September 21, 2016
Oh my god. I am actually happy. Cue the tears. (They are currently cathartic, full of overwhelm and…
September 18, 2016
I got tattooed in Arizona at a place called the The Bookhouse. By a man named…
September 17, 2016
“You can stay the night if you want you know.” I wanted to scream with joy. Deep breath.…
September 14, 2016
I haven’t been writing much lately. The book is stuck in a weird spot, my hero and antihero…
September 12, 2016
Driving home I could still hear the waves crashing in my head. I still can now actually. My…
September 6, 2016
I wrote this whole article and I was looking for a pic to go with it, found this. …
September 5, 2016