Last night I did something I haven’t done in years. I stepped inside a batting cage and took some healthy cuts with a bat at a local family fun place. I played a lot of baseball as a kid, either with my brother and our mutual childhood friend Matt, or during organized softball. My parents
Category Archives: Influences
That word. Father. I’ve said it and heard it said to me. It’s a unique amalgamation of respect and responsibility. Steeped in legend and filled with embedded images all wrapped up into a collection of syllables. The weight it carries can only be experienced – and only by those who choose to walk the perilous
I firmly believe patterns exist in every part of life and for that matter death. Consensual reality has brought on the theory of death in threes, and for that matter life in threes too. Last year we dealt with several public deaths, too long a list to name here. The question is, how many lives
Long before I dedicated myself to any singular passion, before I became enthralled with travel and seeing new locations, even before I rolled dice in my first D&D game, I was my mother’s son. When my brother and I were younger, I spent countless hours underfoot and near skirt learning what I could from her.
Last night during a writing session I began to think about what makes a great piece of writing. As is true with any artist who takes their work seriously, I want to create something which I feel entertains but also one which could be considered great. Greatness in any form takes a ton of work,
Ever feel like you’re stuck between two positions in time and space? These two independent ideas not only conflict with one another but in some sense could be seen as antithetical to the other’s existence. A simple example of this is going to play out tomorrow morning all over the world. In a wave brought
When you dream as much as I do, reality can get a bit hazy. The problem is, as I dream and daydream, I tend to get caught up in what’s going on inside my head rather than concentrating on the immediate world around me. Now the socially acceptable thing to do would be to forget