Nature as a Teacher

Now, after decades spent trying to figure out why aspects of my life have not made sense, do I understand the need for Transcendentalism. I can truly appreciate why Thoreau and Emerson spent their time surrounded by nature and in the most truest sense, were protected by it. The earth doesn’t judge our individuality, doesn’t… Continue Reading


Suburban Dream

Suburbia is a nap. Not an early evening nap that fades to night and eases into the next morning, but one of those thirty minute cat naps after which the sleeper jolts awake in a state of confusion and spends the remainder of the slow, technicolor day disoriented like ordering a plate of chicken fingers… Continue Reading


How to Never Lose Again

To me, contests used to be near ulcer inducing. A nuclear war so explosive that even a simple raffle could knot my stomach worse than the old box of costume jewelry I pulled out of the garage during my plight to simplify my life through the disposal of things that were no longer serving me.… Continue Reading


Who’s Life is it Anyway?

  Sometimes—oh, who am I kidding—most of the time, when you you make life choices that are fulfilling to you, there will be people in your life who feel “hurt” or “angry”. See, it’s like before you are born or even while you’re still a baby, those individuals orchestrate their own idea of what your… Continue Reading


The Final Battle

    On a whim, I entered the NYC Midnight short story contest. Turns out, there were around 4,000 entries and only a little over 500 were selected to move on to round two. “The Final Battle” ended up placing first in my heat. They assign you a genre, character, and subject. Mine were: Drama,… Continue Reading