Letting It Sink In

Whenever I start a project, writing, or movie, or art, or whatever, I am immediately in love. It’s the rosy red fury of infatuation and the more I work on it the deeper I fall. It’s only when I step back to look at the landscape more clearly that I start to waiver. I start… Continue reading Letting It Sink In

…Comes Around

That saying can be a blessing and curse, I suppose. King would talk about the Wheel of Ka, a sort of folksy DARK TOWER version of karma, and how it would all come around. Maybe that’s so. The good and the bad. The sin and the blessing. We, the holy damned. When I lost my… Continue reading …Comes Around