Category Creative Writing
So, I met this deer the other day. It was pretty dang smart, too. See, what happened was, my wife, brother-in-law, and I were coming out of the Pecos Wilderness when my wife saw this deer munching some brush. My… Continue Reading →
I am a creative person. Writing is my primary outlet, but I also like to draw silly cartoons and play the guitar. This creative energy provides meaning and happiness to my life and I consider this energy as central to… Continue Reading →
I am an award-winning author. At the end of 2016, I won an award for a book I wrote. Pretty cool. It was a dream come true. Sort of. When I was a kid, my favorite book in the world… Continue Reading →
Last Saturday, July 9th, that perhaps among the three (3) best days of my life (my wedding day and my son’s birth being the other two). For years , I have dreamed about performing at the Nuyorican Poet’s Café. On… Continue Reading →
Writing a book is really hard. I’ve written a few, but it never gets easier. I remember someone saying at a writing group in which I used to participate that a writer knows when they’re writing her truth when she… Continue Reading →
My niece and I were on my annual pilgrimage to the Santuario de Chimayo when I got us lost looking for the “shortcut” between Pojoaque and Chimayo. It’s not unusual for me to find myself looking around for anything familiar…. Continue Reading →
It was late on a Saturday night; maybe two or three in the morning when I awoke to the sound of toes tipping across my carpet. I was twelve and scared to death. Still, I listened to the shuffling going… Continue Reading →
Sometimes, work sucks. Although I stopped drinking alcohol and smoking weed more than 15 years ago, I totally get why people use. Drugs and alcohol short-cut anger and frustration and there are times when I can understand the desire for… Continue Reading →
Teddy was done. He just couldn’t take it anymore. The loneliness, the isolation, the wanting for human contact. Without it, his heart shriveled up and he reached the end of the road. I found him hanging from the fence and… Continue Reading →
When it comes to studying cultures, I think the best way to do that is through food. Or language. But learning new language is a lot of work and it can take a long time to figure out how to… Continue Reading →
