Monthly Archives: August 2012

Following The White Rabbit

A writer who doesn’t write should be a crime.  However, I have a valid, very horrific excuse for why I’d gone missing.  Before I get to that, I just want to say that the past three months have been harrowing…a … Continue reading


Exeunt Stage Right

I have always been a person who has had a flair for the dramatic.  By the time I was three, I had an intimate relationship with the floor since I spent a lot of time rolling around, stomping, and jumping up … Continue reading


The Early Bird Gets A Primo Seat in Heaven

Pete’s making noise again in my empty apartment.  That’s right, my deceased boyfriend, the one I’ve been mourning these few months; the one who will never kiss me good night or laugh or smile again at me–that one. Boy, did … Continue reading