Serious question: Why do women feel compelled to read this garbage?
Rejection is a Fuzzy-Wuzzy snuggle bear.
Going dark for a wee bit, kinda sorta.
A quick, slightly rambling blog post.
I take a lot of pictures. Sometimes I post them to Instagram, most of them just sit on the camera roll. So I figured, hey, why not post some of them to my website? Me and Mrs. Rawson had a child free Saturday thanks to my lovely in-laws and we decided to go hiking in […]
It’s Friday night, me and Mrs. Rawson just finished up watching two hours of murder porn (If you’re not in the know, murder porn are shows like Forensic Files, 20/20, Dateline Mysteries, etc., not actual porn where people get murdered in it). Now I’m in the office doing the usual things and kind of excited […]
As I’ve been submitting my writing, I’ve been, of course, running into pay to submit journals and magazines. I get why a lot of them do it, you have to keep the lights on, the website functional, and pizza for the grad students every once in awhile. But as much as I understand the reasoning […]
“Anyone who says they love writing probably sucks at it.” – Bob Odenkirk I’m really not one to complain about writing life. Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve done my fair share of it both privately and publicly in more than a few columns for LitReactor. But what do I really have to complain about? […]
It’s time to admit that I am Billy Pilgrim. I feel time is everywhere and nowhere at once. There’s only the immersion Of joy And staring pain and fear, eye-to-eye, on A daily basis. And it never goes away, no matter How much L. Ron’s worshipers tell you to confront it And make it disappear […]