Accept it All and Let it Be for GoodA teacher in high school used to make me memorize a poem every few weeks. I hated it at the time, not because I hated poetry, but because…Oct 30, 2020Oct 30, 2020
My First Teacher Was The RiverMy feet dangle in the water, and the current is slow here, the water deep, so deep I know I couldn’t stand if I dropped in.Oct 15, 2020Oct 15, 2020
Creativity in a World of InterruptionsThe story of a small man named Niggle and his journey toward creativity.Oct 9, 2020Oct 9, 2020
The First Time I Ever Decided to WriteI was sitting in my grandmother’s basement, a dollar store notebook in hand. I drew my main character on the first page…Sep 28, 2020Sep 28, 2020