A person only survives the danger they create for themselves by knowing what they are capable of.
If it isn’t clear by now the stories and poems that make up Jam Session are far from traditionally structured – they benefit from additional context.
You reached for the secret too soon, You cried for the moon, Tell me who are you Because I really want to know. Mr Brownstone He’s been knockin’ He won’t leave me alone, No, no, no, I used to cry But now I hold my head up high And you see me Somebody new – Forget about him; We’ll have ourselves a ball. Emotional feedback on a timeless wavelength Bearing a gift beyond price, Almost free, It’s so dreamy Oh fantasy free me – Hell with it baby… Read more Jam Session: Interlude →
To think that jammin’ was a thing of the past…
Hello all, I hope you’re as happy as I am to be here; exciting times to be reading the words I’m writing. Finishing Entropy, my last book, got me so excited for the future of my art that I didn’t bother making much noise about what I’d accomplished; it was step one down a hill steeper than I’d ever anticipated. The beginning of my momentum exists in Entropy, I recommend reading it now because as time goes on it will be harder and harder to catch up. My writing evolves… Read more Statement Of Intent 12/4/2018 →