The year was 1994. Or possibly 1995. I was in ninth grade and not particularly enjoying it. I had this English teacher, one I won’t bother naming…… Read more “The entirely true story of why I became a writer.”
Category: Life
The gift of books.
There’s no better gift than a book. We’ll spend millions this holiday season on things like jewelry, data-hungry virtual assistant devices, and even luxury cars (if the…… Read more “The gift of books.”
When a writer cooks: vegetarian chili.
If this is your first visit to my page, this isn’t a food blog. Though you’ll find posts from the past on videogames, I usually write about…… Read more “When a writer cooks: vegetarian chili.”
Talking about anxiety.
I have an anxiety disorder. You might already know that. This isn’t the first post I’ve written on the subject. For a bit of background, check out…… Read more “Talking about anxiety.”
Love bug.
I’ve got a weird, fragmented memory from my childhood that keeps coming back to me. Keep in mind I was maybe three or four when this occurred,…… Read more “Love bug.”
Looking back on “Caffeine Cinema.”
While it wasn’t successful or popular, “Caffeine Cinema” remains one of my favorite things I’ve ever written. Too short to be a novel, and WAY too long…… Read more “Looking back on “Caffeine Cinema.””
Golf is humanity spoiled.
I hate golf. I don’t have a lot of love for golfers, either. Weird, since I love the movie Caddyshack. It goes back to 1985. That’s when…… Read more “Golf is humanity spoiled.”
