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I am Nobody. But I have a story to tell.

I've always heard the adage that to write well, you must write what you know. This story is what I know...


Rocks don't cry 


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"You never truly know the impact you make every day, on your co-workers, your friends, your family, the cashier at the grocery store, the gentleman you nodded and smiled at during your morning jog. Everything we do, every action we take, every word we speak, every thought we have, at its basic level is energy. It is energy that we constantly put out into our world. And it is this energy that touches and affects the lives of everyone around us."

Excerpt from Rocks don't cry, Ch. 2

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The Dollhouse...

"The flame took instantly, ravenous. Licking up the walls to the gables of the roof, all colors flared. Reds, oranges, yellows, reminiscent of a summer sun setting. Dangerous, cool blues like the kiss of a propane torch. And then an unexpected hue suddenly flamed brightly. A green shade matching spring leaves. I was startled yet fascinated. My eyes were riveted on their dance, their lithe limbs writhing hypnotically, erotically. It was a siren’s song, luring me to dance with the flames.

            A crackle broke the spell as the dollhouse split into two, expelling a phantom cloud of iridescently mottled, dragon scale green. The fire roared louder, greedy, completely engulfing the walls, the floors, the ceilings, stretching its arms to the sky as if in supplication to its gods. Within minutes, the inferno devoured itself, leaving no trace it had existed, it had breathed, it had danced with the devil. The dollhouse was consumed so completely it was as if, instead, it had been transported to another dimension. No ashes remained, no semi-torched remnants. The dollhouse and its demons were vanquished. I turned my heat-singed face to the lowering October sun and thrust my arms high into the air. Triumph."    

Excerpt from Rocks don't cry, Ch. 6

"Listen. What do you hear? Close your eyes and listen again. What else do you hear? What are the subtler sounds lingering in the background of the dominant sounds? Listening. We often hear each other, but rarely do we listen to each other."

"We do not exist in a vacuum. Everything we do or don’t do, everything we say or don’t say affects the people around us, whether our eyes are open to notice it or not. Self-awareness changes your world. Awareness of others changes The world." 

Excerpt from Rocks don't cry, Ch. 10

Rocks don't cry 


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