Rebel Yell

Wordsmiths, our thoughts will become fingerprints that will fly on sound waves, generation after generation Words, the ones so artfully placed will swiftly carry the culpable away We are bound to the exploration of human truth, the tempest of rolling angst Wordsmiths, fashion your eternal robes of literature with precious Read more

Am I a Stuck Up Little Bitch?

I just learned I have a reputation as a recluse – a reputation I hate. It’s true, I’m easily intimidated by colleagues and acquaintances who are younger, stronger, braver, more outgoing, better educated and better looking than me. When I feel demoralized – whether it’s real or imagined – I Read more