Can’t Stop. Won’t Stop

Creator Journals 8/17/25 No writing today. It is the day of rest. I think that lately, I’ve had trouble turning off Creative Mode: The high energy version of myself that feeds off inspiration and constantly wants to produce more. This version of me is super useful and fulfilling, but he’s kind of bad at havingContinue reading “Can’t Stop. Won’t Stop”

What Builds Your World?

Creator Journals 7/20/25 My players only made it through about half of what I had prepared last night. It was fun! But I think there are a few areas I could improve in. I wrote them down for next time.  It’s the last day of my work weekend, and I’m pretty spent. I basically alwaysContinue reading “What Builds Your World?”

Creator Journals 5/24/25

Yesterday I got kind of depressed and started to feel like none of this really mattered. Then, I got an idea for a new scene in Beach Knight and immediately I was healed. Sometimes inspiration is medicine to me, or food even. Mind and body are closer than people think. That which is good forContinue reading “Creator Journals 5/24/25”

Creator Journals 5/21/25

It’s hard writing and also having a job. Usually, after I get done work at three, I sit down at Starbucks, order a hot chocolate (way too late in the day for me to have coffee) and try to write for thirty minutes or so. Most of the time I’m too tired to write moreContinue reading “Creator Journals 5/21/25”

Creator Journals 5/10/25

I’m a little behind on my new project, but I’m still in love with it, so I think the quest continues. I just keep seeing the book in my head, hard copy, and I want to make it real. I want to manifest the reality I see in my mind, alchemically turn thought in theContinue reading “Creator Journals 5/10/25”

WD 193 “A Command”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. A Command Wash me clean with recollections of  A time long past, when things  And thoughts were simpler Active but quiet, a fermentation point for vibrating particles  Of sand, not yet glass Your waves crashing into my sternum like morning light breaking Juliet’s window A curse,Continue reading “WD 193 “A Command””