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 →
Please enjoy Chapter 3, October 1977 from Journey to Aztlan. This chapter has become known as “The Maroma/Somersault” story because when I was in first grade, I got “sick” because I didn’t know how to do a somersault, but came… Continue Reading →
It can seem strange that I write about addiction and depression; as well as, writing and music and computers. The thing is that, to me, they’re all part of the same thing: My identity. This identity of mine is how… Continue Reading →
I advocate and believe in the power of reflective writing to heal. My own writing life has richly blessed me; I’ve been able to go places and do things that I never would have even thought possible without the opportunities… Continue Reading →
I hate it when people I disagree with turn out to be right. But, at least I can admit it. When I was getting ready to release Journey to Aztlan, I had an argument with a marketing firm I was… Continue Reading →
Journey to Aztlan is the powerful, inspirational, and heartwarming story about how one man overcame life-threatening Depression and found love. Juan Blea was ready to end his life. Depression had claimed his soul and left him seeing few options for… Continue Reading →
Days go by, drowned in memories – stories written in invisible ink. I want something cool to gravitate my way. Instead, I forget and get lost underneath the cross I carry. I don’t think it’s for me to carry… Continue Reading →
I’ve spent hours watching spiders spin webs, wait, and then blast anything that lands in those webs with a shot of venom. Maybe I need some hobbies, but spider watching is among the most beautiful sights in nature to me. … Continue Reading →
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