Posted in Creative Writing
Short Story – King Scooter There was a reason he was afraid of his own shadow. You see, Scooter was an indoor cat. And now, he found himself in the shadows just outside the walls of his home.
Posted in Poetry
The morning after she left reminded me of the pulled petals off a rose – still beautiful, but not complete. I sat in my own tears, afraid to wake up to the reality of lost love once again. My heart
Posted in Special Cuts
In December of 2013, I made a clear decision that life is far too short for not doing what you dream to do. For me it was
Posted in Special Cuts
If yesterday was foreseen in a Chinese fortune cookie, it was completely wrong. I mean, I don’t really hold much value in the paper fortunes anyway but if I did, my faith in them would have been
Posted in Special Cuts
As a writer, it seems I am constantly at a crossroads of what to write about. I often feel that a roulette wheel with different subjects would benefit more than my own thought process. I find myself