Why do you write? I am sure that if you are reading this there is a good chance you also are afflicted with a disease that makes you write, so I just want you to know that you are not alone. I go through some rough spots when it comes to writing,...

I watch from my window slanting white spots plummeting towards brown skeletons of summer's glory. The weather man's sacred words outline my hopes for tomorrow. A white Christmas we might get. I watch from my window slanting white spots plummeting...

What happens when you write about 1667 words a day for a month? You get a rough draft to a novel. This is the second time that I wrote a rough draft for a novel. This time I will revise, and maybe revise a lot of the stuff I wrote. It just depends on...

I saw her looking into the distance Her words not what I wanted said A tear on her cheek This time will remain My hands shake and my soul Leaves me this bitter taste. I loved her once I tell myself. The air is gone, What remains? The preacher tells...

A cup painted so deftly Sold to the highest bidder Art it might be to you Personal it might be to me