Young little Marky had a large tattered book bag strapped onto his small back. Every so often, he would take it off and set it down on the sidewalk. He’d do so carefully, because he didn’t want the concrete to scrape the already tattered nylon bottom of his bag. He’d take it off and have…
Mister Turtle
Little Marky had a large tattered book bag strapped onto his small back. Every so often, he would take it off and set it down on the sidewalk. He’d do so carefully, because he didn’t want the concrete to scrape the already tattered nylon bottom of his bag. He’d take it off and have a…
Poetry Series: Art valuation
Art Valuation by Wistful Writer Echoes of clacking heels reflect Off the walls and into my hollow head. The hard bench under my haunches Had made my feet go cold And I take on a chill, Though the carved frame that grasps the painting is beautiful, Rich, like the people who live in the high-rises…
End of Watch: David Ayer got his groove back
David Ayer first introduced us to the dangerous streets of Los Angeles in 2001 in Training Day, an outstanding film that most consider to be his seminal work. The film showcased his dedication to researching the nitty gritty experience of being a police officer in the LAPD. Eleven years later, he delivers a riveting glimpse into the lives of two LAPD officers yet again, but packaged in a different way.
The Genealogy Of A Novel: A Ten-Year Retrospective
One morning, I was eating a well-buttered English muffin topped with apple butter and sipping a very milky mug of Irish tea. I hate eating without having anything to do; I have to be doing something, be it reading a magazine or a a website or watching a television show. I decided to search for one of my old online handles, and it eventually led me to a memory of Livejournal, which led me to search for the PDF archive of my journal. Luckily, I knew exactly where it was: safe and secure in my Dropbox.
