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Storytime Saturday, featuring an excerpt from an as yet untitled piece.

This is intended to be a tale of growth, understanding, and redemption…below is just a snippet.  Check it out if you’d like.  Best of days to all.



I wasn’t worth a damn on paper. In the paper world, the document world, the world of resumes and economic status, I was fucking worthless. Bullshit administrative work here, run of the mill labor there, hum drum office experience way over there…hell, my resume was less than toilet paper. Looking at that bad boy made me question everything. Is this what it had come to? Is this what all the years of busting my ass have amounted to? Jack shit? I may as well have been anonymous. Just another warm body to feed the greedy corporate carnivores. A chalkboard whose teachings had long since been scrubbed clean. 

But clean slates can still educate, right? They can still learn. Clean slates still hold value, however anonymous they are…they can still speak of success. I had to remind myself of that. But I was never successful at anything. Well, failing…I was very good at that. I was successful at failing. Hell, at fucking shit up, I was a professional. The best. I could turn a nugget of gold into a fistful of shit at the drop of a dime. All in a day’s work.  

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Poems from the Vault – Exploration.

Take a read if you wish.  The world is mapped and explored, but so much is waiting to be discovered within each and every one of us.  Self discovery is an adventure just as entertaining as anything we’d see in an Indiana Jones movie.  It’s a whole other world entirely, and it’s worthy of our attention.  Stay creative.







1000 Posts.

One. Thousand. Posts.  A thousand posts.  That’s quite a lot of random musings amassed over the course of eight years, and I have to say, it’s been a long, challenging, exciting, tiring, but ultimately satisfying ride.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about (and damn near highly considered) quitting this blog.  On many a day, it has seemed like a complete waste of time…but in the end, the passion to communicate and the deep drive to create and express wins out.  

I consider myself a writer, and Writers Write.  I don’t believe that a writer should write for likes and follows. I believe that a writer should write what’s written on the inside.  Sounds cheesy and cliche, but it’s true. We all have a message or messages within us, just waiting to see the light of day; we all have a voice waiting to be spoken in whatever medium gives it life. Convey it, whatever it may be.  

No preachy preaching from me, though…just write. You can’t reach everyone….so just be true to yourself and create.  Cast your net out there…it doesn’t matter how big it is.  If you can snag a few fish, then smile.  If you don’t, keep going and smile anyway. Do your thing, stick with it, be consistent, and give your voice a stage.  And most importantly, many, many thanks to those that have taken part in the journey!  Your support is priceless, and I thank you.

Poems from the Vault – Rise.

I really needed to be reminded of this message today (I mean I really needed to hear it); I hope that you can find some value in it as well.  Take a moment to read and absorb the words (oh, it won’t take long)…if so, thank you for reading!  Let’s put in the leg work and go after those dreams and goals.  Today is the best day to start/continue.  Be well, and Stay Creative.




Quotes from the Vault – Full.

We’ve all heard flight attendants give the instruction a million times…”In the event of catastrophe, place the oxygen mask on yourself before you assist others.”  It makes sense.  How many of us ensure that we’re nourished first…so that we can adequately provide care for others?  Self neglect can be amazingly detrimental for not only us, but for those around us.  Think about it.  Let’s make sure that we give ourselves the love that we need.