Dreams are but moments between life and death.

Dreams are but moments between life and death. —————————— To condense fact from the vapor of nuance. The first quote is my own, perhaps. I found it on a sticky note in my car, written by my hand, so presumably it was some random thought that entered my mind. This blog post has bounced around […]

I Brought a Spirit Home from a Graveyard

So, I brought a spirit home from a graveyard. And while I know how crazy this sounds, the more time that passes, the more I’m beginning to believe it. Screw beginning to believe. I’m certain of it. Warning: this will make me sound absolutely insane, and I’m fine with it. I’m a bit crazy, and […]

Brokenly Human

I sat down at my piano a few hours ago and tried to improvise a song. The process proved mildly successful, but it was also nothing new, nothing that I haven’t heard before in my own mind—the same key progressions and shifts, the same chords and tempos, just arranged differently. Much like the same thoughts […]

Hi, AGain

It turns out that I am not dead. That’s a good thing. Not blogging for the last year-plus is not a good thing, and it gets even worse when you hear my bullshit excuse. I had planned to edit a novel for the blog, similar to the others I posted. Then, like a smart person, […]

-29- Kortena -30- All We Can Do

Greetings. This post has been a long time coming. Much time has passed between this post and my last. Mostly due to anxiety concerning what I would post after this piece of fiction is complete: these are the final two chapters of Sealandia, and for those who any of the novella, I hope you enjoyed […]