Sometimes, we have to go back and rewrite the ending we originally thought was perfect...
How do you make your dreams come true? Is there some secret formula that's been written and hidden in a safe in Mr. Krabs' office? I certainly hope there isn't. I'd be pretty pissed. Since I was a teenager, I've been pursuing my dreams, and for the last six years, I've been pursuing them in… Continue reading I Quit my Job to be a Full-time Dreamer
Dear You, No one in my life has ever caused me more problems than you. They say nobody changes. With you, I’ve found that’s true, but it’s not. I’ve watched you change in the best way, yet remain the same in the worst. All you care about, all you see, is yourself. The hunger of… Continue reading A Letter to Myself
Work today was a grueling pain in the ass. I work HVAC in Dallas and temperatures today got up to 105. Pretty sure I came close to having a heat stroke, but then again, that's almost every day. After the 9-hour shift was done, I said bye to my boss, got in my car, and… Continue reading I’m getting published!!!!!
him. Journal entry 2: Dear Diary, For the first time in three years, my day has been struck by change. Every morning, I’m awoken by my alarm at 6:45 am. I then shower, brush my teeth, and eat a bowl of whole grain cereal while watching The Today Show before sitting down to write. This… Continue reading Entries of the Heart Pt 2
Journal Entry 1: Dear Diary...
“Lainey? We playing hide and seek?” He peered into the dark past the towering trees, and sometimes back at the lake. “Well, if so, then I give up.” There was a brittleness to his playful tone. “Okay? Babe, you can come out now… Lainey?” Nathan turned in search until he was spinning in circles and… Continue reading Short story: Shadow Lake Pt. 2
On the surface, Nathan Grey looked like calm waters—clean, crisp, gentle—, but below the surface, there were monstrous things that lurked. LED headlights from his SUV beamed through the night air and across the desolate highway as he drove. Hanging from his rearview mirror was a wooden cross necklace and a photo of his mother;… Continue reading Short mystery story: Shadow Lake Pt. 1
Katie always swore to John that'd she'd love him to death...
Learning to Fly Dressed in a black suit and black loafers, Sebastian Keller sat alone on a wooden bench at the end of a hiking trail in The Great Smoky Mountains, watching birds fly as the sun set. Sebastian had always wanted to fly like the birds. He always swore that one day, it’d happen.… Continue reading Flash Fiction: Learning to Fly