Sep 27, 2023 | Uncategorized
It was macabre. A gothic children’s exhibit. A series of blackened and burnt structures had been cobbled together to form a methamphetamine miniature golf course in the center of nowhere. Jarette was on the border of Utah and Nevada just outside the small town of...
Sep 13, 2023 | Uncategorized
The studio was filled with smoke. My eyes were red and puffy and each breath I took was filled with leftover joint fumes. I stared through the haze over the microphone into the engineering booth waiting for talk back. “That was dope.” “Really? You thought so?” I...
Aug 30, 2023 | Uncategorized
I stood in his bathroom with a bucket, a sponge, and a can of Ajax bleach. He was in the doorway. A strange and angular-looking middle-aged man staring at me through wire-rimmed glasses with a lascivious grin. My skinny body was nervous, but I was broke and I needed...
Aug 26, 2023 | Uncategorized
How to take risks and be authentic with your writing and creativity Many creative people find it difficult to write and create honest work from their own experiences because they’re afraid to be vulnerable and show their inner thoughts and sensitive history. I believe...
Aug 7, 2023 | Uncategorized
Learn how to take risks and be authentic with your writing and creativity! I’m happy to announce that I’ll be talking about Creative Courage and Vulnerability on Saturday, August 12th, as part of the Medium Day international virtual conference! My session will happen...
Aug 3, 2023 | Uncategorized
Music rose from the jukebox. First a whispered woman’s voice singing, then gentle guitar spilled over a seductive dance of bass, percussion, and piano. Jarette immediately recognized the song and the singer. Once I Loved by Astrud Gilberto. “You like this, Cowboy?”...
