Category Archives: A Storyteller’s Journal

Succeeding At Life And Other Things: Inspiration on a Monday

In order to talk about success, or more aptly, have the audacity to talk about success, one must first be honest; really honest—and honesty takes nudity. Whether you want to take this as a figure of speech, it is my … Continue reading

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Goddammit I’m Thirty—How In The Hell Did That Happen: A Personal Reflection

So I have, as of recently, officially entered into the realm of 3-0; the number that in my childhood days, I used to view with carefree disdain, as the epitome of ancient. And yet—with the blink of time’s eye, I … Continue reading

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The Journal Of Me: What I Say In My Words

Everyone’s heard of the famous phrase, a picture is worth a thousand words. Although I am not a visual artist this is something I have played around with. I recently joined Pinterest and have been having a grand old time … Continue reading

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The Drama Of Storytelling: Reading, Always Beats Living It

One of the many things I love to say is that I love to read drama—just not live it. This type of schizophrenic relationship that one, particularly me, has to drama is one that as a storyteller intrigues me. Drama … Continue reading

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If You Look For Me, I’m Hiding In My Writing

If you look carefully, you can find residues of a person’s soul scattered all over the place. A little bit resides in their stride, how they choose to style their hair. Their decision to wear a plain t-shirt and raggedy … Continue reading

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The Art Of Being Human—Crafting A Being From The Mind

It is a common misconception that giving birth is the final act brought forth by a woman’s labor; a myriad of agony of the highest order, ribbons of blood and piercing screams of life. This physical birth is really just … Continue reading

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Poetic Ramblings Of Freedom

After venting myself, in a semi articulate manner on yesterday’s post, I’ve decided to engage in a little free verse and give a poetic response to it. Nothing outstanding—simply words pouring from my brain, forming in my soul. I thought … Continue reading

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