A friend of mine challenged me to write a poem about the game we both play, the stories that we tell and leave behind for other players to see. Thanks for the seed, Kel. Words danceMulticolored hues of speech and thought and feelingGrains of sandIn the grand scheme of things I leave a markA temporary … More Like Glitter
…as I was lying in bed last night, trying to finally – maybe – get some sleep. Nope. Instead, this came out. All of it, in one go. So, not much on the sleep end of things, but I’d say a pretty decent story. Hope you enjoy.
I’m going to talk about some…difficult material. If you need not to read this and move on to something light and fluffy, like funny cat pictures, I certainly won’t hold it against you. But you’ll want to do it now, because it’s going to get dark. For those who remain: I’d like to introduce you … More Triggered
I think my eyes are bigger than my stomach, metaphorically speaking. If you take a look at my projects and ARG pages, you’ll see a LOT of things in the works. I have so many ideas, so many things that are like gushers in my skull. And I think I’m coming to realize that I’m … More Knotted