The girl who took me to poetry class

We both had been here before. In my car, at night, outside her apartment. So many times before, but this time it was different. There was potential this was going to be the last. “I can’t see you knowing that he’s still hurting so much, I can’t give you everything I have, and it’s unfairContinue reading “The girl who took me to poetry class”

Tequila And George Jones

My father left us last June. I overheard my mom one night talking about him screwing another attorney from his law firm. She stills call him after she’s had too much wine. She doesn’t know I know, but I can hear her crying through my bedroom wall. Now, I don’t see my dad much. SometimesContinue reading “Tequila And George Jones”

The couple across the room, don’t know each other’s secrets yet.

She’s a pretty girl. He appears to be a nice guy. I’m sure they met in class. He then went and found her on a social network and liked some of her photos and then she messaged him. The next time in class, he asked her out for ice cream and to go see theContinue reading “The couple across the room, don’t know each other’s secrets yet.”

Sometimes I have dreams.

It was a dim morning. The time of the year when the sun starts coming out a little bit later, in the last part of summer. It’s an odd transition and noticeable to someone who wakes up as early as I do. The pain came with force, right to my head. It happened so quicklyContinue reading “Sometimes I have dreams.”

It’s a wild ride from sun up to sun down.

It’s a wild ride from sun up to sun down. I don’t where to begin this story. So I’ll start where I think you’ll enjoy it the most. My brother, the recently divorced, alcoholic, with rotted teeth, and a receding hairline, rented a Dodge Viper. Classy, I know. Our mission was Las Vegas. I’ve neverContinue reading “It’s a wild ride from sun up to sun down.”

She Came Late at Night

She came late at night, with a dozen roses and a bucket of water. At first, one can assume the water was for the roses. A bucket is an odd choice, but what else could she have it for? I didn’t ask right away, as it was so late. I had to be up early.Continue reading “She Came Late at Night”

Sex in the Airport Closet

Two travelers, both tired, sit adjacent to each other among others. Both coming from Wichita, Kansas to North Point, Maine. It wasn’t exactly a long flight. A couple hours, the layover in Boston added to it. But what came over these two seemly responsible, uncharismatic, straight-laced people, we will never know. It started with aContinue reading “Sex in the Airport Closet”

New Orleans Film Festival, here we come!

Good news! The short film I produced earlier this year was selected for the 2013 NEW ORLEANS FILM FESTIVAL! I blogged about it about five months ago, just after our kickstarter-funded production wrapped.  The writer, director, and editor, Gus Péwé, is just finishing up the final cut to send it off. In all honestly, we weren’tContinue reading “New Orleans Film Festival, here we come!”

Warming up, before a long writing day

I like to schedule a 30-minute time slot to warm up before writing. On further reading, this appears to be the practice of many writers and I would highly recommend it. But I still have yet to find that one warm-up I prefer. And let me be clear, I don’t necessarily always WRITE to warm-up.Continue reading “Warming up, before a long writing day”

Our Next Movie

So hopefully you guys all took the time to watch the latest film I produced called THE BIG WEST.  It was directed and written by one of the more talented people I know, Gus Péwé. We shot the film for relatively cheap, and seeing as we’re students with minimal wage jobs, I think we producedContinue reading “Our Next Movie”