I work over at a machine shop that allows people to use the machines for the price of a monthly membership. I've worked there off and on since last October, but I've not had much interest in actually using the shop, though employees can use it for free. While I consider myself a creative person, … Continue reading Turning

Portrait of a Writer’s Block

It is not without trepidition that I start this post. Not because I'm concerned that I'll reveal some deep dark secret, one that will shock the world and cause my friends to abandon me in droves. Nor am I concerned that I'll dissolve in a misty, murky jumble of emotionally driven platitudes and cliches, vomiting … Continue reading Portrait of a Writer’s Block