Book Review: In the Footsteps of Crazy Horse

Winter is always the season when I read most. When you combine winter with the soul-crushing difficulty of quarantine life, reading becomes even more appealing! I received many terrific books for Christmas/my birthday and while I won’t be writing reviews for all of them, I wanted to take a little time to discuss those that…

Thoughts from Isolation

So I’ve been living the isolation life for almost a week now, experiencing the strange mental state that some have called plague mindset. The easiest way to summarize the feeling is the innate sense that something is very wrong. So very wrong, in fact, that you feel an urge to act…except that the best thing…

Sometimes Great Beginnings Start with Stops

I’ve been writing for many years. If you want to be very specific, the first creative work I specifically remember making of my own accord was a three-page poem about wolves that I wrote in the third grade. I kept going after that, writing predominantly for fun until I suddenly found that writing was an…

Post and a Poem: Sad is Brave

First things first: it’s been a while since I’ve posted, and for that, I apologize. I could tell you that “a lot has happened since last post,” which would be true. Through a minor miracle, I started a new contract as a freelance technical writer. And, thanks to a lot of hard work (plus some…

Deep End (Poem)

Another day, another heavily rhythmic poem exploring the themes I find most frustrating in the current national debates. We need conversations; not yelling matches. We need understanding; not “agree to disagree.” The longer this goes on (and it’s already been going on for quite a long time), the farther we’ll get into the: Deep End…

Middle Ground (Poem)

As promised, I’ve returned with another poem to share. Like the last, this work is driven by my ongoing heartache and frustration with the way many prominent political leaders have responded to the tragedy in Parkland. More than that, though, today’s poem takes a stab at the breakdowns in communication that have been ongoing with…

Ad Nauseam (Poem)

It’s been over a week, now, since the tragedy at Parkland. If you are at all like me, you were devastated that such horror could happen again…and again…and again over these last years. Though I cannot imagine how those directly affected feel, in the days that followed I read the burgeoning crop of stances, responses,…