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  • Something to Update On

    It’s been a while since I sat down here and wrote something for my blog site. The NFL season has begun, and my now wife’s Fantasy Football team, BYC Connections, is live. I’m reminded of how I have been lacking in writing anything here. Sorry about that… I would love to sit down and focus Continue reading

  • Reds Pizza

    I’ll make this short and sweet. It’s not a specific food that takes me back, but the place itself. Reds Pizza, a local shop in a small town in Northeastern Pennsylvania, was my go-to spot for takeout pizza when I was younger. It helped that Reds was about a few minutes’ drive from our house, Continue reading

  • Fortune Cookie

    You can find my story here at Friday Flash Fiction. My fortune cookie today tells me to, “Take risks, not naps.” At first, I thought how stupid these fortunes get. But afterward, I thought, “Maybe it was right.” So, I: Left my spouse, went to Vegas, gambled our savings, lost it all, drank, fought out Continue reading

  • I Am A Writer

    I Am A Writer

    While I should be studying for an interview on Thursday, this blog site of mine has been collecting way too much dust for me to leave it untouched. So here’s my attempt to give something new to you all today — whenever you read this. If, by any chance, you are reading this after the Continue reading

  • A Dive to Remember

    You can find my story here at Friday Flash Fiction. Looking down from the diving platform, what seemed to be miles down to the water. The thought of jumping off scared her to the bone. “You can do it, kiddo,” her father shouted. Her legs rumbled underneath; she knew it would be alright; her father Continue reading

  • Thought of This Tattoo For A While Now

    I love dogs, always have, always will. So, it wouldn’t be a surprise if the tattoo I get has some relation to dogs or my dog, Chance. My tattoo would be kind of a sleeve up my one arm. It starts around the wrist, a band wrapped around it, looking like a leash. It moves Continue reading

  • All But Airplane

    I say no to taking the plane because I have flown across the country a few times, so it’s already been done, and I don’t like flying as much anymore. I prefer the other options of going cross-country over flying now. To go in order from how the question was asked… I have never taken Continue reading

  • I Didn’t Forget About My Blog

    Once Bloganuary ended, the posts went from daily to maybe once or twice a month. Now, it’s not that I’m sick of writing on my blog here — never the intention at all with the sudden drop of postings. I’m still writing daily — it’s just not regarding my blog here. Mostly, it’s in one Continue reading

  • Finishing a Story

    One problem I have is my short attention to any writing that I am doing. I’ll focus on writing it out but eventually would want to write something else, leaving the previous story half-baked. This year, I want to focus more on seeing the pieces of work that I’m doing to the very end. Even Continue reading

  • Ghouls

    Ghouls

    They didn’t know the ghouls would be there. Just two young lovers. Looking for some intimacy, some privacy. He knew a spot just past the walls by the graves; he said they were safe. She believed him. The adrenaline’s rushing, lungs bursting, escaping from the ghouls’ clutches. He didn’t look back. If he did, he Continue reading