Greetings, Meet Your Assigned Meaning

I’ve played many roles in the story of my life. I’ve been the child who pooped his pants. I’ve been the teen caught for shoplifting. I’ve been the guy who moved for a girl. I’ve been the storyteller who wrote too little. I’ve been the adult who nearly pooped his...

The History of Searching Domains

I do not know your history. You do not know mine. So let’s know more – beginning with this blog. It has sparked and misfired many times. Its first run domain name of livingdaydreams.com never saw a host. So I permitted the domain to die before it was reborn as...

Scene: The Lady from Alone

The scream came from the woods. My posture formed a stronger stance, then I moved toward the disturbance. Two voices. They disagreed. The voices grew as the two came into view. She walked. He drove. She refused to enter the vehicle he drove. He drove repeating the...

Don’t Fall Down The Rabbit Hole

PermissionThe boy said, “Daddy, is it okay if I just call you ‘Dad?’”I replied that I appreciated him asking, but explained it was his choice.”Okay, I’m going to call you ‘Dad,’” he said.ConfirmationOver 14 years ago, I invited an old school friend...

The Great Storytelling Hoax: Why Fear is the True Path

I want urinal partitions mandated inside all men’s restrooms. Why? I get stage fright. Because when a few seconds pass without success, the pressure mounts. That’s when time slows and I overthink how to expedite my prolonged bathroom break. Apparently, I’m not the...

5 Wicked Ways Your Writing Dreams Are Crushing Your Soul

You know your purpose in life. So you dream of your words connecting with readers. You dream of finishing a story you’re proud to share with the world. You dream of your pages spreading like wildfire across blogs, book clubs, and best-seller lists. And while...