Grooming your story

As an insomniac, I spend a lot of time snuggled under my blankets and staring at the ceiling in the dark. Sometimes it’s nice to just lay there and think, though I’d admittedly rather be sleeping. Sometimes I have great ideas while I’m staring at the ceiling. And other times,… Read the rest...
Goth

Goth

When I was a teenager, my mother was embarrassed of me. I guess the norm is for teenagers to be embarrassed by their parents, but for me, it was the other way around. My mom used to grimace or give me a look whenever I came into the room. Especially… Read the rest...

A breath of spring

So here we are, in the first week of spring. Real spring, according to the calendar, though weather across the country may disagree.Here in Tennessee, spring arrived uncharacteristically late. Two weeks ago there was ice and snow everywhere. Over the weekend before St. Patrick’s Day, spring magically arrived overnight, with… Read the rest...