“This way, Miles,” I said, smiling.
When a kid jumped from the top of Jupiter Lighthouse last week, all I could think about was my brother. A couple months after Miles and I had our picture […]
Tag Archives: memories
My starter must be broken
I read this definition of the word grief this morning, and I realized this is how I feel much of the time: A sense that something has been taken, a […]
Every day is a new beginning
Last night I stayed up until ten writing my memoir. I can’t believe how easily it’s coming to me. I don’t know if it’s any good, but my main goal […]
Finding myself through memoir
Inspiration dawned on me this week, and I began writing a memoir about my childhood. It is disturbing, gritty, and brimming with some shocking things you probably didn’t know about […]
Fear of self expression
The Backwords Writer has been around for a long time. My followers started dropping off some years after I started the blog. Less and less people commented. I can still go […]
You always knew, you just didn’t know
January 19, 2006 I’ve come to a simple conclusion. I don’t think there’s anything in life that I can do besides write. I mean, I could do other things. I […]
I think I want to be a mechanic
January 10, 2006 I got to page forty-three of another story with a main character by the name of Alphonse. I . . . what can I say? I still […]