Things are happening. Finally. The culvert pipes were delivered on Monday afternoon, and they were digging in my backyard on Tuesday morning. So far, Continue Reading
Writing
What Rises from All My Failed Lives
Brick by brick, I’ve built a foundation. To an outsider, it must seem that I’ve lived a thousand lives with myriad failures. If you were to measure Continue Reading
Metaphors and Metamorphosis
Most of my creative life has revolved around metamorphosis and metaphors. I love telling stories, and stories with a transformative ending are even Continue Reading
AI for Everyone: Evolving Thinking, Not Replacing It
A couple of initial thoughts for perspective and transparency: So... When my kids’ middle school rolled out iPads years ago, I remember Continue Reading
The Audacity to Be Enough
I’ve spent my four decades on this planet chasing my dreams. At times, it has felt more like chasing my own tail, but chasing something nonetheless. Continue Reading
Capturing My Thoughts Before They Disappear
Instantly the thoughts rush through my conscious. In a flash, while still groggy from the unexpected call, hoping only to fall back asleep, those Continue Reading
When the Past Burns the Future Begins
Recently, while listening to the Literature of War podcast featuring a friend of mine, Worth Parker, I got to thinking about the written word—the Continue Reading
Seeking Validation
For years, I’ve been trying to get to the root of some of my issues. Many of them stem from a constant need to be validated—whether that’s artistic, Continue Reading
This Ranger GWOT Vet is Nothing Special
Time and time again I have turned my thoughts into the written word. Where it started, I am not completely sure. It just seemed to be Continue Reading
I’m Unable to Speak the Words I Write
I have long debated how to capture these fleeting thoughts and emotions. They exist only in rapidly fading moments. They are quickly captured, boxed, Continue Reading
“Write My Way to Freedom”
I’ve discovered writing to be a tremendous tool to analyze my mental health status because I’m forced to describe my actions, explain my beliefs, and Continue Reading
Ink in Isolation
A friend of mine is in jail. The odds are good that he will go to prison. Keeping in contact with him is difficult. There are certain times when he Continue Reading