I don’t feel human today.Read More »
I walk to work every day. Naturally, on days that might call for rain, I bring my umbrella along for the ride. Some days however, I forget it on the top of the lockers. Not during the obvious rainstorms, mind you, just when it appears nice outside. Well, recently during a spotty rainstorm, I forgot my umbrella at work.
When one walks through the journey of life, there will always be risks and dangers around every corner. And in my case, I can’t help but fall into a mental wormhole of… well, falling.
The conception of “The Writer’s Mind” series began where most brilliant ideas start: The shower.
The mind of a writer is a fascinating thing. Often during the development of an idea, the mind wanders in ways that don’t make sense at first. It’s like an old, lifeless tree and one giant branch jettisons out in a peculiar way that doesn’t fit with the pattern of the other limbs.
An outlier branch, if you will.