I've always believed that it's the little things that make the big moments in life. In the last month and a half, that belief for me has only proved to be more true than ever. Almost 2 months ago, I quit my job to focus on art (my dreams) full-time. I then came home to… Continue reading The Little Things
I’m sick of feeling like I’m at the bottom. Y’all are all going to see me. One way or another. Hello? Is anybody out there? Or is everyone just playing the same game of who’s Jordan? This isn’t a pity party, I’m just getting fed up with people seeing me then turning away. I’ve taken… Continue reading Alone and Nothing to Lose
But it’s fine. Because every time I hear doubt, it only puts fuel to the flame. It only pushes me harder. Only pushes me harder to prove them wrong. Stop telling me to play it safe. Stop lecturing me about putting all my eggs in one basket, and stop telling me that my dream is… Continue reading Sick of people doubting me
When I finished writing THE KILLED CONSCIENCE I emailed several agents... then I got too impatient and decided to just self publish the thing. So, these last two weeks have been quite interesting, exciting, and terrifying at the same time. I started a vlog that opened my eyes to a lot, then I quit my… Continue reading An Agent has requested a full manuscript!
This hunger This hunger, it is unlike any other In my stomach I feel the rumble storming in, like a rolling thunder Through the trees like an icy breeze crashing down, like a tsunami You hear the drumming, and you hear the trumpets The dreams are calling like a summons With a hunger matching starvation… Continue reading Poem: A Thunderous Hunger
The anger still lingers The face in the mirror Distorted by the danger Looks only like a stranger So I took a marker and colored the mirror black We used to be so so close you used to be a place I called home but now that home has grown so cold and empty, like… Continue reading Poem: Blackout
I dream of love Only to awake and face The truth of my heart That it is made to break My dreams were stolen Before I Awoke This here Is why I Am broke But I don’t cry For the rivers and oceans Have fun dry It’s only when I close my eyes That I… Continue reading Poem: Rivers and Dreams
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
Albert Einstein said, “I have tried 99 times and have failed, but on the 100th time came success.” If there’s one thing we all have in common, it’s that we all have dreams, and we all have goals. Whether they be microscopic or too grand to wrap your head around, they reside within all of… Continue reading Why you should never give up
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!!!!!