Month: August 2017

Lost and Found

I couldn’t believe that I’d lost it. I was sitting in my friends grunge rock kitchen and I couldn’t believe that I’d lost it. In aggregate it was at least a hundred pages. Yet the most hurtful thing was the seventy-seven pages of a… Continue Reading “Lost and Found”

Keeping the Flame

It’s interesting that the McGregor/Mayweather fight happened just now. It’s interesting for me because it is one of those things that falls into place. They happen all the time but I never cease to be amazed when they do. There seems to be a… Continue Reading “Keeping the Flame”

The Sketch of Sam Monroe

The Green Cathedral The whole place had a bizarre sort of sentience. We filed down a path lined with gnarled roots and dense vegetation. The smell of damp earth pervaded humid air. Fireflies lent mystic luminescence to the primeval scene. Every now and then… Continue Reading “The Sketch of Sam Monroe”

57 Outrageous Things

I’m writing and researching the topic of the axis resource known as water. As I am doing so I’m rather surprised by the tawdry level of coverage that it has gotten over the years. Especially when you compare it to other environmental issues like… Continue Reading “57 Outrageous Things”

Get Used To Being Ignored

Get used to being ignored. I think that’s the best strategy for psychological health for anybody that wants to be an artist or writer. Hell, it’s the best strategy for psychological health for everybody. What drives you wilder and hurts more than being ignored?… Continue Reading “Get Used To Being Ignored”

Longterm Projects Are Good For You

It has been three years now since I launched myself on my Water Project.While it is far from complete due to the myriad duties and distractions of life I have been able to accomplish much.I read about three full length nonfiction books, took detailed… Continue Reading “Longterm Projects Are Good For You”

The Archivist

British Columbia His hand slipped over the paper again. It was practiced. It was familiar there was a sort of hum to it. A hum like the server fan in the corner of a chilly little B.C. Apartment. Dirk Vidette sat on his best… Continue Reading “The Archivist”