Taking back Tuesday:)
Checking out an old department’s basement.

Taking back Tuesday:)

Checking out an old department’s basement.

truth

truth

"When we are green, still half-created, we believe that our dreams are rights, that the world is disposed to act in our best interests, and that falling and dying are for quitters."
This Boy’s Life by Tobias Wolff

Being Published…

So I thought I would try my hand at something I’ve never engaged in: erotica.

I wrote, I edited a bit, rewrote, blushed like hell the entire time then submitted it two days after Christmas before I could punk out.

Then the publishing house I sent it to, who is actually a guru in these things emailed me back sating that it had good reviews and they’re interested in publishing the manuscript. Annnndd they are legit, I’ve seen and read some of the shorts published by them.

Shit.

I didn’t think it’d really pan out.

Now what the hell do I do?

thedaysofforever:

"Maybe it’s time to add a new suit to your wardrobe. Volunteer firefighters are needed."

thedaysofforever:

"Maybe it’s time to add a new suit to your wardrobe. Volunteer firefighters are needed."

I’d like to think I can stand fearlessly before the beast but to be honest, I’m scared every time; and it’s that fear that makes me more determined to overcome and get out alive.

I’d like to think I can stand fearlessly before the beast but to be honest, I’m scared every time; and it’s that fear that makes me more determined to overcome and get out alive.

I Am Not Scared….Maybe a Bit.

32 days and my life goes on the ritz. I am not scared, maybe a bit but it’s the good kind of fear. The excitement, the anticipation. I want this, I need this, I am going to have it. And afterwards when I reflect, I’ll know it was the best decision I’ve made.

I’ll try my hardest to blog but I can’t make any promises.

"Every man, woman, and child is capable of extreme and utter prejudice and cruelty when they feel justified in their hatred. Right or wrong. We are all capable of lashing out when we’re in pain. No one, not even you or I, is immune from that."
Savitar, from the novel Styxx