First of all I’d like to thank Stacey, Michael, Brian, and all the others who have donated thus far to the campaign that’s raising funds to pay for my medical care. I can’t thank you enough for your support: for all the nice comments, e-mails, and the likes.
Also, there’s this really great thing A.L. Walton, a.k.a. Piscis, has offered to do. He is offering his novella, The Amber Ring, for free on Amazon.com; the catch is that he has offered to donate 10 cents to my campaign for every free download.
You can find the novella here. Like I previously said. It’s free to download and read, but it helps me a lot, so if you could download it and spread the word around, I would be really grateful to you.
Finally, if you wish to donate any amount you see fit, you can do so here.
Once again, thank you,
Ever felt so lonely that you felt there was an invisible wall between you and everyone else? Ever felt so discouraged by an uncertain future that you felt fear boiling your blood inside your veins?
Well, that’s how I felt earlier today. Continue reading
We’ve been told (and we keep on telling ourselves on a regular basis) that life finds a way, that somehow things turn out for the better. That if you want it, you can have it.
Sadly, that’s not true.
Do you know what keeps me up some nights? It’s the fear that somehow I won’t be able to write anymore, that somehow life’s going to take that away from me. And that I won’t be able to find a way, that life just won’t want to present me with a solution. Continue reading
The last two weeks have been terrible. My right ear began to hurt. Then the right side of my jaw. And painkillers wouldn’t do much good. I struggled. Pain followed me everywhere, prevented me from sleeping, prevented me from properly hearing my own thoughts. Continue reading
We come into this world naked and empty. We grow up and we grow old, but we still feel empty. Most times we feel like we’re searching for some precious thing that’s been taken away from us a very long time ago. On rare occasions, we realize what that thing is. Continue reading
I often say that people should set short time achievable goals and crazy long term dreams. The thing is, we live in a world of small steps. Even though we don’t like to admit it, even though we often choose to search for a shortcut, progress is an extremely slow process. Excruciatingly so at times.
So it’s understandable that this year I set out to write. That’s the most important thing a writer can do. Then, I wanted to sell a few books. Not a precise number… I just wanted to sell a few books. Self-publishers know how difficult it is to sell just one copy of your book. Not ten, not a thousand, just one. Continue reading
It’s Valentine’s Day, and, well, Yahoo is offering lovers the chance to auto-compose romantic e-mails. They’re kind of funny, but I’m not sure how many of you want to send their loved ones the same e-mails as a thousand others.
Anyway, even if you hate this day (for various reasons), there’s one undeniable fact: “We make art because we are capable of love. We can feel our surroundings, not only touch them or see them or smell them or whatever. We can feel them on a level that doesn’t really make much sense. It’s like… some people choose to think that they’re sad because it’s raining outside, while others believe that it’s raining because they’re sad.”
It’s really nice to fall in love. There’s not much I can say other than that. There’s hope and courage and strength for those who love truly. If you’re not in love, I hope you do fall in love one day. And even if you do get hurt, there’s nothing to make you feel more alive.
That’s it, actually.