God… or vampire?
What’s the first thing you think of when you see a cross on a hill, bathed in early morning rays of sun? What else comes to mind when you read my haiku from yesterday? How about if you had first laid… Read more ›
What’s the first thing you think of when you see a cross on a hill, bathed in early morning rays of sun? What else comes to mind when you read my haiku from yesterday? How about if you had first laid… Read more ›
My art… (or lack, thereof) I’ve thought a lot lately about storytelling, my ability to “spin a good yarn”, per se, and why the heck I can’t spit out more than 100 words at one time when I’m with a… Read more ›