He spoke a language no one knew, Seeing things in a different way and at a different pace, Why do we judge what we cannot see? We form preconceived notions about that which we cannot touch. How do we make a place for that which we cannot fathom? They say he is dumb. They... Continue Reading →
It is National Mental Health Awareness month and I am no stranger to the effects these types of afflictions have on one inter-personally as well as personally. You could say it's a family trait, but really it has been etched upon what little history is known to me of my family tree. My mother suffers... Continue Reading →
As children we tend not to need other's permission or approval to do something creative, to go for something that we want or feel we need to do. We have a unyielding confidence that paves the way for ultimate belief in our vision and skills at conveying and achieving its means ends. Of course... Continue Reading →
I'm not sure I know of anyone who has lived a creative life without having gone through the fire of conventional doubt. Really what is life without the tests that make us prove ourselves and fight for what is really worth it? Sometimes though, the tests come too many, too fast and when you... Continue Reading →
Glory Fiction 