30 Days of Forced Writing

An Experiment in writing

I grew up around music. My dad was always wandering around the house singing Ted Nugent songs. Our TV rotated between cartoons, MTV and CMT (the country version of MTV). My mom would blare Queen whenever it came onto the radio of our old, brown, Buick LeSabre. My brother would introduce me to the sounds …

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I walk between worlds accumulating outliers that drift on outskirts closer to the center, than I can reach on my own. Confirm my normality, embrace the dissonance of the configuration that compiles this shape of human. I’m an east coast sunrise, an erratic display of golden light dancing on the Atlantic, and the skies extraordinary …

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The past few days have been busy with family time over the holiday. Regretably, I haven’t been able to write, however today, I have delivered the 4th installment of The Ship. If you’re new to the story, you can catch up by with Parts I, II, and III. ******** We had been meandering for a …

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For years, I was prisoner in a cell that wasn’t locked. I held on desperately, to the shackles given to me as justification of anger, and of bitterness. I held everyone accountable for every trespass, and sin made against and to me. I screamed for justice! Because how could someone treat someone as insignificant, and …

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