Perhaps that alone can give you a lesson.

A piece of my mind.

Distressing sounds coming from a pier overlying the water, with a wind that roars as it hits the shore and pier, very unhappy, very lonely.

Another chapter in the second book of the "Trip" trilogy. This book is called "Dog Trip" and like the first book, Drug Trip, is told in a style of line of consciousness. Here I am reminded of an earlier time and share some special moments with you. Enjoy!

This is chapter one of my set of novels I’ve been developing since the 8th grade. Still in the beginning stages of writing but I’m looking forward to publishing a completed first novel sometime in the near future.

This is a poem I wrote when I was 12, its one about a trip I went to that inspired me. Its about the beach I went to and the mysteries of our planets waters.

Potential pier perpetuation?

A Sonnet.

Free advice to the working girl and worth every penny.

Through thirty feet of empty space, rushing to meet the Pacific Ocean as the sun sets.