A trip down memory lane and the pesky area of stories known as the ending.
Taking a look for the gems in obscurity.
So it’s been about a month since I entered a blogging seclusion and have spent that time closed away in the dark of my apartment, hissing at sunlight and dreading the mere idea of human interaction. I’d like to say that I entered my hiatus for some poetic reason, but I was just exhausted. As…
Sleep depravation is taking its toll.
Taking it upon myself to guide the next generation of writers in satirical fashion.