The journals
The real ones. The backwards ones. I buried them. All over. That’s the secret. From Yellow Gap Trail in Pisgah National Forest to Abiquiu, New Mexico, I buried my notebooks.
The ballet of the pen is at times, divine
The real ones. The backwards ones. I buried them. All over. That’s the secret. From Yellow Gap Trail in Pisgah National Forest to Abiquiu, New Mexico, I buried my notebooks.
Hit hard, and good things will happen. That is all.
Instead of wanting to disappear and disappear and disappear, I want to appear, and appear, and appear; to take up all the space, all the oxygen, all the room, and … Continue reading WEAPONIZED TRUTH
It’s amazingly catchy, once it starts and there’s nothing to interrupt it. One short, simple loop. One short, simple question.
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Like “Extraordinary Machine” is my theme song, I have secretly cherished one, 27 second scene from Braveheart and never ceased to see it and hear it in my mind. For … Continue reading One of my (secret) Theme Scenes
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Spoiler Alert: Let me tell you how this story ends. Well, not how, exactly; that will follow. It’s called the rope-a-dope. It’s called “SAY MY NAME!” Sometimes you have to … Continue reading Ethan2Wild (WARNING: Spoiler Alert)
“We’ve come to a dangerous place.” ~Tyrion Lannister