Storytelling Sexiness
May11

Storytelling Sexiness

Great stories happen to those who can tell them. – Ira Glass Everybody loves a good story. And as an extension of that, people tend to love a good storyteller. Sometimes I wonder why my mom married my dad. Sure, he would eventually help produce some amazing offspring, but she couldn’t have known that then. However, one gifted trait she always asserted is his ability to tell stories. And if you don’t believe her, just give him a...

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Scream for Joy
Jun04

Scream for Joy

Always do what you are afraid to do. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Picture your greatest fear. Then imagine my blog coming to your email every Wednesday for the rest of your life… Really mitigates that first concern, doesn’t it? In lieu of last week’s post, I received some disappointed feedback that the installment had no “psychophilosophy” tip. Instead, there was only a remarkably entertaining and captivating short story. I’m sorry to...

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A Campfire Scary
May28

A Campfire Scary

Blood is really warm, it’s like drinking hot chocolate but with more screaming. — Ryan Mecum With the good weather, I figure camping season is here already. So for today’s post, I’m going to reimagine one of my favorite campfire stories: Behind the wheel of his new, 1995 Ford pickup, Tanner’s eyelids felt weighty. Music. He needed music and fresh air. It was still daylight, but with the inquisition of trees along the road,...

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Only So Much
Mar12

Only So Much

Yesterday I was clever and tried to change the world. Today I am wise and try to change myself. – Rumi If I were to join a religion, I would be a disciple of Time. Both a stalwart monk and a proselytizing minister, a believer and a preacher of those twelve numbers and their ever-circulating blades. I carry a phone in my pocket; I wear a watch on my wrist; I glance at wall clocks, schedule meetings to the minute, set an alarm every...

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A Scary Tale…
Oct30

A Scary Tale…

Believe only half of what you see and nothing that you hear. — Edgar Allen Poe A cat’s hideous screech. A door slammed in a distant room. Icy fingers ghosting down your spine. Halloween is nearly upon us, and to celebrate one of my favorite holidays, I have written you a scary short, short story. Enjoy! I come home to find a child’s shoe, just one, in the middle of my kitchen floor. Soiled red, the lace’s torn...

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