HauntedI'm not sure I've put much thought into the things that haunt me. Too often, these things appear in my writing as if by chance or perhaps...
Eyes On YouI remember the moment I heard "Seasons of Love," introducing me to the haunting beauty of RENT. I remember listening to "Defying Gravity"...
TimelinesWhat would you say if you could call the past? If I could call a version of myself from the past, I'm not sure what I would say, because...
Stretching the MagicThat person who said writing is a muscle was correct. It has been much too long since I've written anything but a line or two for my...