life creates your fiction, fiction creates your life.
Give me a star lit summer night in the back of a 4x4 pick up truck. A light blanket, country music an a loose piece of paper. Take me to a beach where the waves crash at my feet. Two worlds collide in their counteractive beauty. A couple towels, bathing suits under clothing. Let the... Continue Reading →
From a very young age I’ve always loved to learn. Anything that had to do with homework, reading, writing especially, I would always look forward to. By the time I could talk my mom and Grandma immediately started teaching me letters in the alphabet, sight words, tracing, and teaching me how to read. I’ve been... Continue Reading →
Young their pinkies intertwined while sitting atop the monkey-bars. The heartbeat beneath his chest humming underneath a blanket in the back of his pick-up truck One went to college. The other stayed home, comfortable. Other people came and went; they both changed they both learned. A visit back home, a holiday parade, and a simple,... Continue Reading →
It's skepticism that moves me and the diligence to try. Nothing seems possible when I'm at the head of the unknown. There is always wind awaiting to help me fly. I've touched the clouds and skimmed the ground, collided with my own walls, and abandoned treaties I thought would last a lifetime. Songs tickle my... Continue Reading →
This moment, right now, makes all the difference some how. My eyes open and close at night those moments of darkness, they seem to hold so much more. In my dreams I reach for your voice. Recreating those intonations, those wordless gasps of air. The moments we felt each other’s nonsense. Years have passed. I... Continue Reading →
Words coat my skin. Numbers date my veins. Creativity paints my dreams. Experience entices my tone of voice. If I'm a bird amongst many or a lonesome dove somebody is always listening even if it's only God.
Laugh because you can, cry because you're human. And light that fire within. Sparkle. Your fuse never ends.
Simply Because They Do 💚 If you ever fall in love with a writer don't ask them why they love you it will take them years to find the perfect words to describe their wonder, their fascination with you. Writers bleed words but only the most precious drops bleed emotions.
the way our lives are reflected and seen
Break the silence. End the violence.
Don't be afraid, just turn the page.
Film, Music, and Television Critic
Life or Fiction? 