Scribbled Notes

I’m not a social butterfly. Nope. Never have been. Probably never will be. If there’s an event happening, chances are I’m off in a corne...

I’m been fighting this blog post for a couple days now. Usually I try to stay away from controversy and don’t want to make waves, but I’ve ...

Every so often, a tiny voice—like the sound of a leaf falling—finds its way to my comprehension. Sometimes it’s a laugh, other times a so...

I stood near the campfire, surrounded by darkness, while rain fell that never touched me. Then the voice spoke—that American Idol contest...

I see the mirror glass, but it’s not my room on the other side; there’s rampant, swirling fog. And her. This must be the dream. I’ve been he...

There are moments in life that stand out in memory more than others. One of those moments is upon me. It isn't not a bad thing, but it...