Category: Nonfiction

The year my father passed away I was given a birthday gift. It was from my friend Bruce. I was…

People say you shouldn’t meet your idols. I say fuck that. Picture this if you will: The year is 2006….

I’m not talking about the historical site in Texas. The Alamo of today’s tale is located in Sparks Nevada. It…

Recently, I’ve been feeling a bit discouraged. A big fat case of the “why bothers”. Then I remembered someone who…

I jammed this out while taking a break from my normal “NaNoWriMo” routine yesterday. Sometimes you just gotta do something…