New Project

My wife suggested I start a new project. Starting October 1, 2022, I will write one short story per week.

I will collect them all and publish 4 books at the end of each quarter.

I will give a brief description of each short story on each Saturday. The first story description will drop October 1, 2022.

These stories will be a combination of true stories of my life and fiction pieces.

Until then. Enjoy yourself.

Wonder

I wonder what it is like to have ones “act” together.

I, obviously, do not. I cannot seem to get inspired by life and living. It is as if the world around me is bland, or that I am not as interesting as I think. I am bland and I inspire blandness.

I wonder.

Looming

Question the casualness of cruelty

That meets us all throughout the day

Looming distances of thought

Agree that we are lost

Stars

Embolden embers

Sparking an endless laughter-

A Mindless nothing

Imposter

Fake, fraud, charlatan

The ever increasing feeling of overwhelming mediocrity

Am I even worth the time to criticize and condemn?

I ask these questions of myself and have know answers.

I am me. I may be good enough alone or with my family and friends.

Or maybe not.

I feel ashamed and afraid that I am never going to be good enough got my own hopes and dreams.

Are my hopes and dreams even worthwhile?

These are the things that drive my dreams into nightmares and beyond. Going to sleep with the feeling of failure and waking knowing I am.

The first day

Today is the first day where I try (tried?) to be an author.

I started to write down some things that make me happy or fun to say as the words, syllables, sounds cascade across my tongue. The Bard is right ,”speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounce it to you, trippingly on the tongue…” Trippingly, what a word. It’s like satin on the tongue.

But sadly, everything I wrote was uninspired and uninspiring. I started to play around the concept of “spice of life.” Like, what is? Vanilla? Caramel? Something existential like experience or diversity. I have no idea.

I will leave you with an old poem I made for Tumblr a few years ago.