My Ambitions as a Writer

Stay diligent. Stay focused. Do not succumb to self pity or doubt. That nagging feeling in the back of your mind, the one that whispers to you "Give up." The one that so plainly points out the irrationality of your actions. The one so adamant to convince you that, you are merely wasting time you... Continue Reading →

Innocence is Bliss…

I found a dead body once... When I was around 4 years old, I was jumping on a bed when my mother caught me in mid jump, sat me down on the edge of the bed and begin to put shoes on my feet. She told me we were going to see my grandfather, my father's father, and as... Continue Reading →

Honesty in Writing

Life is chock-full of deception. Little white lies, black fibs and colorless lies of omission are all over the place. You tell people they look nice when they don't, you tell them you had fun when you didn't,  and for the most part these are harmless half-truths, not even full-blown lies really. These everyday dishonesties... Continue Reading →

A Writer’s Greatest Foe…

Self-doubt is the greatest enemy of any writer, greater than any critic, any naysayer, any editor, any nit-picky reader, any grammar fanatic, any Nazi spellchecker, any publisher, literary agent, or pessimistic friend. Self-doubt will crush an author before an author can even become an author. Self-doubt is the mind-killer. Self-doubt is the little-death that brings total obliteration.... Continue Reading →

The Desire to be Better

I'm decent. And by that I mean, I am a decent human being. I'm a decent father, a decent son, a decent husband, even a decent writer, but the thing is, I desire to be better. I can't live with decent. I need more. I have always been this way. You could call it being ambitious. I... Continue Reading →

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