In the last six months I've sold three short stories, written three more and have two more and two novels on various spinning plates and have taken a break this evening to watch I AM COMIC on Netflix.I spent six years playing in the open mic night amateur scene in Calgary and with one or... Continue Reading →
Death by Hanna Montana lunch boxes, drive-thrus, family outings to Hooters, group sing-alongs of Puff the Magic Dragon...
Socrates spoke out and pointed out that “All I know is that I know nothing”, and some days nothing is so much more than I could ever know.
This poem is a result of too much thinking about growing old. I'm almost 50 and some things just aren't working as well as they used to. That's what is addressed here.