Mistborn

I am not what you would call a reader, or at least not what I would call a reader. So much so, that there is an entire section of my blog that was dedicated to encouraging myself to read. For a while I was writing reviews for the books I had assigned myself to read.... Continue Reading →

Just Some Bloke

What if I really am just some bloke? What if Spielberg doesn’t spot me in Wal-Mart Saying I’m the superstar he’s been waiting to discover?   What if my ramblings are just that? Not literary genius just waiting for Oxford head brass To say this is the one, the one we’ve been searching for?  ... Continue Reading →

Stalker (fictional)

Is it stalking if I used to know you? I just need to know that you are ok Did your life work out fine? Please tell me Does your heart bleed Like I hope it does? Do you wallow in lonely misery Like you made me do? Am I your great regret The one you... Continue Reading →

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