Too Terrified to Write

Too Terrified to Write

In between the sea of black that is freckled with brilliant opalescent stars and the golden haze from the morning sun is the dark blue ocean of twilight. It is in this time before the dawn when you will usually find me sliding a backpack and trekking poles out of my car and readying myself for an attempt to ascend to a mountain summit. My thoughts are typically the same. It is very early. Why am I doing this? As I lock the door to my car and join a group of other similarly tired-looking hikers, I think, well, I’m already here, and I’ve made it this far.

What If Telling Stories Could Fix A Brain?

What If Telling Stories Could Fix A Brain?

What if the way in which we think about ourselves gets destroyed, and we lose those experiences that are kept as memories? What if we are no longer able to think about ourselves and the world around us in the way in which we are used to? Do we lose a part of ourselves that has helped shape our personality?

Vengeance of The Crow

Vengeance of The Crow

Perhaps this is why the crow always gets a bad rap? Perhaps their ominous history of negative stereotypes precedes them and is attached to randomized events with adverse outcomes furthering their haunting demeanor? I suppose I will never know.

Why Crying In The Middle of An Airport Was The Greatest Moment of My Life

Why Crying In The Middle of An Airport Was The Greatest Moment of My Life

I never wanted to be held back from doing something because of fear. I created my own monster because my fear of missing out was always greater than my fear of anything else thrown at me. If I wanted to do something, I would just do it. No one could ever tell me anything different.

Life Lessons From The Snowy Desert

Life Lessons From The Snowy Desert

It’s been eleven years since the first and latest time I had to bypass the grapevine heading south to avoid a snowstorm.

Dealing with My Deadly Friday the 13th Curse

Dealing with My Deadly Friday the 13th Curse

I only ever did this crossing-guard duty on two occasions. The first time went completely fine without a problem. The second time involved the changing of local legislation, the cops, crying students, and Friday the 13th.

Creative Writing

Creative Writing

All writing is creative. A writer puts their imagination into everything that they do.

Shock Wave: Part 5- The House on the Edge of the Woods

Shock Wave: Part 5- The House on the Edge of the Woods

Catch up before you continue on with the story. Hitchhiker Cindy and I continued traveling along my usual path toward the center of California. I still wasn’t sure if I should drop her off in the first town outside the mountains of the Grapevine and continue further north heading home, or just take her all [...]

Beyond the Shock Wave

My heart was pounding so hard that I could feel the echoing vibrations far beyond my chest. My breathing was heavy, my mind was racing, and I couldn’t help but wonder what I had just done. I realized, as I was driving away from the house, that I had no clue as to where I [...]

Death on a Roller Coaster

I remember the first time I ever got on a roller coaster. It had to have been the second time that I had ever visited Disneyland because I believe my younger sister and I barely made the height requirement for the Space Mountain ride. I was just a kid waiting in the long line of [...]