Literally Literary — Non-Fiction

From New Zealand to France and back again

Why I disappeared into the abyss of silent writers

If you choose

The movement of life

A Writer Looks Back at His Life and Anticipates Its End

Adventures in Writing and Puppydom

I’ve come to bleed on you again.*

How I went from casual strolling citizen to high-flying dick waver

Going boldly where I’d never been before

Though somewhat dated, the movie still holds a rightful place in the cinema pantheon as a movie that took epic filmmaking to a new level

You were taken too soon.

The reasons for the sinister truths we hide from each other, like decaying wounds

Finding Our Way in a Few Spoken Words

I wanted to be more this year; I wasn’t, and it’s okay.

The dumb jock TV interview has become a stereotype.

It was the hot summer of 1959. I was eight years old with a brutalist hair cut and wearing dirty grey shorts. It was 7.30 pm and still…

And What I Actually Completed

I remember… A personal essay on life after disaster

in an attempt to find my place

How poet Heather Christle’s book of tears helped me navigate grief.

Analyzing Nathaniel West’s masterpiece and our collective, existential nightmare.

On Depression

Reflecting on lessons from “The Golden Key.”

I have just a few hairs left on my head