Why Read War and Peace?

Hello everybody! Today's my first official day of Christmas Break. Yaaaay. And I promise I'll do a Christmas post soon. I'm no Scrooge. Just a lazy yet busy little person.  Anyway, back to today's post.  Some of you may know that I have an odd infatuation with Tolstoy's War and Peace. I read it about... Continue Reading →

Regret

I wish my words had stayed in my mouth. But they sat there, smoldering, burning my throat. So I spoke them. And instead of relieving the hurt, I smote you with my tongue. A cacophony of notes, They fell, Limp and dull at your feet. The fire in my throat has been lulled to sleep... Continue Reading →

Seventy Seven Years

Seventy Seven Years Ago: It's almost implausible, that seventy-seven years ago, today, war exploded, raining down fire, on a sleepy nation. Here I sit, comfort and warmth surrounding me, while seventy seven years ago, this morning, men lost their lives, their peace, their sanity, their bodies in fire. Here I sit, whole and unperturbed, while... Continue Reading →

I’m Thankful For…

Hello friends! It feels like I haven't just sat down and chatted with y'all in a while. Book reviews, short stories, opinions, and all are great, but its good to step back and just talk about the little things. Anyway, in light of Thanksgiving on tomorrow here's what I'm thankful for. Family - cliche I... Continue Reading →

Softly, Softly

Old photographs lay scattered across the empty lament floor. Everything else – bed, chairs, table, bookcase, television – all five pieces of furniture to his name were gone, he’d sold them on EBay the week before. He’d passed the last seven nights on the floor in a sleeping bag that kept him as warm as... Continue Reading →

An Unpopular Opinion

For most little kids, some teenagers, and let's be honest, adults too, October is often characterized by anticipation for Halloween. Everyone loves candy and pulling together a creative costume, and there's absolutely nothing wrong with those things. Halloween is the only day of the year where it's completely acceptable to walk up to any neighbor's... Continue Reading →

I wish I wish I wish

I wish I was a better writer. That I could take the words in my hands and mold them to the depths inside of me for all the world to see. I wish I could convey emotion easily. That the words would slip from my pen and onto the paper and you would understand beyond... Continue Reading →

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