About Me

  • My Soul

    What’s the oldest things you’re wearing today? The oldest thing I wear today is my soul, a light that has seen many days come and go. It has watched trees grow tall and rivers change path. My soul wraps around me like an old coat, worn thin in some spots from hard times, soft in… Read more

  • A Writers Legacy

    A Writer’s Legacy: Crafting Stories Beyond Our Time      They misunderstand my purpose. In a world obsessed with instant gratification… likes, shares, and fleeting viral moments… they assume I write (create) for attention. How small that lens is through which they view my work.   What I’m creating isn’t meant for the ephemeral spotlight of… Read more

  • The Trans Am (1982)

         I was five years old when I learned how to start a car. Not just any car… a 1980 Trans Am, dark purple, with T-tops that offered glimpses of Arkansas sky and an exhaust system that announced our arrival half a mile before we appeared. That Phoenix emblazoned across the hood might as… Read more

  • The tendency for people with ADHD to initiate numerous concurrent projects represents one of the most fascinating paradoxes of the ADHD creative experience. This phenomenon deserves deeper exploration as it reveals important insights about neurodivergent cognition and creativity. Neurological FoundationsAt its core, project proliferation stems from the distinctive neurochemistry and connectivity patterns in the ADHD… Read more

  • Beyond Either/Or

    True freedom requires absolute responsibility, with stunning clarity.One cannot be both selfless and authentic, acting with sincerity. Happiness is simply a choice anyone can make, pursued with regularity.All suffering is ultimately self-created, viewed with peculiarity.There is no true altruism, only disguised self-interest, lacking solidarity.There is no such thing as a proud victim’s lamentation.Forgiveness always benefits… Read more

  • Unapologetic Radiance

    I show excitement, automatically labeled “too much.”  I express my opinions honestly, labeled “difficult.”  I get passionate about my interests, labeled “obsessive.”Yet those who are meant to stay will see beyond these labels.  They’ll recognize my silence as thoughtful reflection,  my fidgeting as the physical language of my nerves,  my intensity as the pure expression… Read more

  • You Bit Snoop

      Back in 2006, I received an unexpected message on Yahoo Messenger from someone I didn’t know. The username that popped up on my screen belonged to an account with no profile picture or personal information—just a blank account that appeared to have been created only days before contacting me. This immediately raised some red… Read more

  • About Me

       They say, “Proper Intro”, but I’ve been writing so long that everything reads like one of my stories. Some may take it as authentic, some would consider that I just write well. All I can say is that if you know me, you know me. I can start off with any line I choose,… Read more