The garden, a short story

The garden was bleak and dark, that is at first. It came in two parts, one desolated and abandoned, wrought with…

The garden story- Writing exercise day 2

The garden was bleak and dark, that is at first. It came in two parts, one desolated and…

We are absolutely nothing

Yet we are animals with desires and wants, we fight to survive and earn our place in the world, this is ingrained…

It’s not a lack of money, it’s not your job, it’s not them. It’s you

Confessions of a recovering…

advice to very new writersBe intimidated

Be afraid. Its okay. Writing is a long journey

Subjectivity of all things

The flow of transience in the river, the glow in a lovers eyes and the shine of a man destined to fail.

How Death Can Improve Your Writing and Work and Guide you to Love and Happiness

The want for power over others

One of the greatest and most crippling desires of man