The Apologist, Part 3

“I live a simple life. Unfettered by complex sweets. You think this isn’t me? Don’t be weak. There I go. I’m so sorry.” ~R.E.M. I say sorry all the time, but I hardly ever actually mean it. It’s become a reflex, a placeholder that fills the space when I feel judged and I want the … Continue reading The Apologist, Part 3

69,000 Words Later

I never have a word limit for my novels, not a bar I’m striving to reach before I know, “it’s over.” Sometimes it just comes to me through the narrative itself. It whispers in my ear when it’s time to put it to bed. Other times it hits me at a natural stopping point. When … Continue reading 69,000 Words Later

Little Wonder

“Little wonder, you little wonder. You little wonder, little wonder you.” ~David Bowie I find myself looking back at these pictures of my daughters when they were knee high to an ant, and I wonder how it all happens, this thing called growing up. One minute there they are, my little wonders, my little miracles, … Continue reading Little Wonder

Like a God

If we write what we know, then why do I keep penning tales about absent fathers who try to buy their daughters’ affections with gifts? How come I write poems about lost love that still twists the knife in deep every single day even though it’s been ages since that love was manifested? Why is … Continue reading Like a God