You don’t know until you try. (a writing exercise.)

(For this exercise I’m writing from the perspective of someone who has to overcome an insecurity.) It had started on his elbows. then it moved to his knees, and then to his back, forehead and eyes. It was called “Psoriasis”. It’s when the immune system attacks itself and the skin responds by over producing skin…

The joy of discovery.

I’ve finally started writing one of the more recent sci/fi stories I’ve been playing with in my head. I wrote two pages yesterday. That’s the most I’ve written in over a decade. It felt good. I felt that rush of creation again. I felt myself become absorbed into the process of writing. The passage of…