

A prayer for wisdom, strength, and justice to Lady Minerva.

A decision to change schools led to discovering the impact of a little black notebook.

Another flash fiction for June, appropriately themed. Sometimes the escapades of youth find a way to haunt us.

Hope takes a few tries. These are the people who helped build my flame.

A brief exercise in character exploration within a city. As well as working out any little scenes before returning back to the board.

A decade has passed since I’ve last seen an award show, until this past year. Some may say it’s not a big deal, you’re not missing much. Or that it’s just theater politics and self-serving. I know the critiques, I share some similar opinions. However that is not why I watch the Oscars or Golden…