The Year Mark

This transitional period of time, between apartments. Where you’re living out of a bag of clothing, all of your stuff packed away, curtains stripped from the windows, movers scheduled for Sunday. It feels like you’re living in a home that is no longer yours. You’re an illegal squatter. An odd, odd limbo. Why does moving […]

New York

UES Walked the streets of New York, passed the perfect Upper East Side giraffes and their shell-shocked, “Is this really my life?” male companions that follow in the wake of those demanding heels, the homeless people appealing for a dollar, collecting for a street corner hot dog or projecting their musical prowess at midnight on […]

Echo

I chose the name “Echo” because that’s how this all came about – a piece sent to a friend, a “What do you think of this?” and the response was a morsel of prose, the perfect echo. From there it became a search for increased creativity, and friends from all over the country have beautifully […]

Not Sure Why I Wrote “Jackals”

I’ve started to realize that I’m not good at writing just for the sake of writing. Every “expert” has told me that in order to become a truly great writer, you have to practice every day. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad, they say, as long as you have created something on paper or write it on your (fancy shmancy) laptop. “Create, create, create!” the jackals say!

Mr. Bradbury

Have you ever read Ray Bradbury’s stories? Books? If not, stop reading this, and go to your nearest library/book store/vendor and read. I’m serious. Go away. Now, if you’re reading on, I’m assuming you’ve followed my instructions (if not, then I admire your rebellious spirit), or you’ve already experienced the awesomeness that is RB. By […]