An ode to Violet

It's been a while since I last blogged. My last post was at the end of December 2021. I had a lot of intentions and plans for 2022. But life, as it often does, got in the way. This time, it was in the worst way.

Tales from the Infinatum: Strike

Strike yelled, "Tell me what I want to know or I’ll gut you where you stand!" "Go ahead. We’re all gonna die anyways." Lane said, "And I don’t mean in the ‘circle-of-life’ way. I mean soon. Tonight. Everyone."

The Ideas That Wouldn’t Die!

I had always wanted to create western characters, but I could never do anything normal. I had add more, create more lavish back-stories. Each time I did, I'd do a little research, discover something else, and add more.

No Author, Just Writer

To me, an author is like an artist. They create great works that are both admired and hated for their success by their peers. They probably wear turtlenecks or trendy berets while drinking espresso in a fancy cafe where they discuss lofty things like who invented ennui.

Tattoo You Too

The only people who had tattoos back (in the day) were criminals, former criminals, rock stars and famous people. These days, soccer moms have them. Everyone has them!

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