Every five years I write myself a letter to be read in five years' time. It started my junior year of high school when the guidance counselors asked everyone in my class to write a letter to themselves in six months, one year, and five years. I kept doing it. I thought it was a... Continue Reading →
Not Going Back
Yesterday, Facebook reminded me of a post I wrote two years ago about my struggle to accept the fact that I dropped out of college. Today, I'd like to share why I've decided not to go back. I've touched on this a little in a post called Going Back, but I've done a lot of... Continue Reading →
I’m Out of Excuses, Part Two
Note: Previously, I described the events leading up to the start of the Writing Excuses Retreat 2016. For those of you who are behind the times, you can catch up here. And now... Words are hard to find, sometimes. The flit through my mind, sometimes landing for a moment, resting. I'll mull them over, consider... Continue Reading →
I’m Out of Excuses, Part One
Over the next few days, I'll recount my experiences before, during, and after the Writing Excuses Retreat on board the Royal Carribean Oasis of the Seas. I'll begin with the flight south. September 16th I look into the eyes of the Man in the Moon. I wonder if he's looking back at me. I've never... Continue Reading →
Twenty-Three
I have a very vivid memory of my thirteenth birthday. It was an overcast day and the living room in our house in Kirksville, MO was dark. I remember that clearly though I can't remember who I'd invited to my party. I know who must have been there, but I can't see them in the... Continue Reading →
To Read or Not to Read
Reading has always been one of my favorite activities. I wasn't one of those kids who started reading really early in life. My parents would read to me, but I didn't learn to read until kindergarten. It took me a couple years to get the hang of reading, but by the time I reached second... Continue Reading →
Belief
Belief is a difficult subject. It is so personal and individual that I don't much like talking about what I specifically believe in. Truth be told, I don't believe in much. I don't believe life has a greater purpose beyond the continuation of life itself. Individuals give greater meaning to their own lives. They can... Continue Reading →
Resentment Cookies
'Tis the season for Holiday Parties, Secret Santa, Eggnog, and cookie baking. Now, I love to bake. I like the process, the exactness of it. I suppose you could say that I like the chemistry of it. But this time of year, I hate to bake. I guess you could expand that to say that... Continue Reading →
Be Nice
I thought I'd take a moment today to talk about my least favorite aspect of the internet: trolls. I hate them. I hate that they feel that they can get away with saying hurtful things to strangers because they're anonymous. I hate that there's rarely any consequence for trolling. Some people may say I'm being... Continue Reading →
Not As Grown Up As I Thought
Yesterday was one of those days where you wake up and you just know it's going to be a bad one - one of those days you wish you could just skip before it even starts. It began too early with a dog needing to go pee. Now, that's not too bad, better the dog... Continue Reading →