When writing becomes haunting

I have been back for almost two weeks and only recently began to edit Project 1 (my second novel). In so many ways this is, and probably always will be, the most important text I have written because, as most of you know, I wrote the first sentence of it almost eight years ago when … Continue reading When writing becomes haunting

My first love

Hypocrisy

How do I begin? How can one extract my experiences, format them into words, and make you know how I feel? Take a being like me: Handsome, charming, caring, warm and wealthy. Most have described me as perfect. Yet, I am far form it. Back then I could walk with confidence and chose my partner without any difficulty or concern for … Continue reading Hypocrisy

Wishful dreaming

I dreamt that you were in my arms once more. Even if it was only for a moment, everything returned. You were standing in the hallway again.There was a look of bewilderment on your face. You reached for the door but I grabbed your hand and spun you around, only to be greeted by your eyes avoiding … Continue reading Wishful dreaming