WIP – Niagara – Chapter 7.

It should be known that before you read this, if you choose to do so, that this book has already been written. I am just now putting it all together, piece by piece (each piece is from a different year, which absorbs completely different outcomes and is one of the reasons I find it hard…

Cadence, Chapter 10 | Zero Hour

“Every life transition has its “zero hour,” that moment when everything that came before it is different from everything that comes after.” This was the quote that did it. The words that threw me over the edge. The prophetic statement that foreshadowed everything that was to come. As if it were some traumatic event that…

Cadence, Chapter 13 | Crazy Train

“Reality is something you rise above.” Liza Minenelli A young man, spry, and in a rush, left his post where he had waited next to me for the incoming train bound for Philadelphia. As he passed me, he looked at me through the corners of his eyes and motioned the Sign of the Cross, as kind…

Empty Promises.

People are going to ask me if they can read it, to which I’ll respond, “Oh, hell no.” I don’t even know why this is because it is a novel after all. Maybe because it’s too personal right now. Too taboo. Too untouched. Too raw and too abrasive. After all, I’ve never admitted it before….

Spic-n-Span | Poetry in Motion

As I step into this new healing venture, I am learning to be more comfortable with the fact that much of my writing is channeled. Especially pieces that make total sense, yet are profound in nature, and seem to roll right off of my tongue. There are times I go back and watch or read…