Thoughts on Death

It is approximately the eleventh anniversary of the day I began writing my big bad book. It currently stands at 103,741 words. I might have finished it by now, but I haven't written anything since Foxy died. On Friday, October 16th, I was writing a scene by hand, writing down for the first time some … Continue reading Thoughts on Death


Foxy: Obit

When we first got Foxy, we didn't have furniture yet. My dad was in the process of moving out and my mom didn't want a dog at her house, so I slept in my dad's empty house with her. Foxy, October 2014 She was a rescue, found on the streets alone, and we didn't know … Continue reading Foxy: Obit