BE AMONG THE LUCID
CREATE WITH INTENT
Progress in the Process
Progressing... There is progress in the novel writing process. My creation game relaunched October 1, 2019 because: ❓How many novel drafts have I trunked without publication? ⚠️ Enough. So after sidelining fiction writing for a few in lieu of alternative projects, I...
Draft Your Novel, Fast, for Free
I am offering an online novel writing course. For free. 8 modules, 40+ videos, 30+ action steps, and 1-of-a-kind illustrated storytelling maps. No email address required. No games. No immediate guilt. No future guilt. The Fast Draft Novel Writing Process was designed...
🎞 Presenting: 🎬 Scenes Unseen
I ditched wife in the Costco line. I called her as I exited the building. “What?" she said. “I just wanted to let you know that I made it out safely. Don’t worry about me.“ "Seriously, David? Goodbye,” she said. "I love you,” I said. She hung up. Know When to Eject Do...
The Rise📈 of Fall🍁
Today is the first day of Fall, and today and tomorrow are the Autumnal Equinox. 🍂⚖️ Autumnal Equinox: two days when the sun is located just above the Earth's equator and day and night are roughly equal In light of my favorite season rising, I wanted to share a story...
Dear Diary📔 – 7 Observations from Journaling Everyday📆 for 1 Year
I am flying. I’m soaring through clouds, reach out a fist, holster both hands, and accelerate to unsafe speeds. Suddenly, I wonder if I should be wearing a helmet. * End frowned upon dream scene intro * I wrote these words in a diary many years ago. I’ve journaled on...
🤔😃😜 The Book of Faces 😲🤓😠
The Book of Faces connects countless sights: The images feature perfectly framed snaps. The comments shout smiles and slaps. The factions share fiction and facts. The posts emote candid and fad. The memes scream “Me! Me!” The ads say “Ur incomplete.” The news feeds...
🛑🤔 Unbecoming Forgotten
I know: You are special. Yet at some point: You forgot. Maybe you forgot by accident. Some choose to misremember on purpose. And many see their potential, but outer voices convince them to stay forgotten. So people no longer know their own innerVerse of old...
Unlearn
Is peace known in physical form? Have chaos and division become the new norms? In this world, we are conditioned to disBelieve - Yet the fears and doubts must leave. Because you see, a dream can be as real as it seems - And “What goes up must come down"...
👁The Third Lens👁
Lineage 0.0 When it appeared over my shoulder, I was standing in the pool. I looked to my son before me, and asked, “Did you see that?” “Yes,” he said. “What did you see?” His eyes kept mine. “Like a shadow.” Family 1.0 My daughter stood with us in the pool as we...
Looking Glass Not Included
Have you ever been without anyone else in your mind, looked into the mirror, and asked, "Who are you?" I am curious what you experience. Who do you see? What do you hear? How do you feel? I am curious if you have been looking beyond the glass somewhere? I encourage...
🤖💰Robotical Economics💰🤖
On Saturday, I observed the Artificial Intelligence (AI) watch me. Wifey and I looked to book plane flights using my rewards points. Being 2K points shy of 2 tickets, we purchased 4K points thanks to a 40% off promo. Then I returned to the app which mandated a screen...
Lost in Place
I lay in my hammock for the first time in Summer. The sun has fallen so stars can shine in the risen night. I look up and say, “This is heaven.” The outer space I watch is the original screen from past days. It was the most watched screen before wall-hung and handheld...
The Power of disBelief
The indicators implied it was inside me. The pain. The dizziness. The digestive irregularities. The anemia. The sample results. The blood counts. The weakness. I’d never met a major malfunction with my body prior to 2019 - so these experiences jarred me to say the...
A Portrait of Pain
This story is about the boy known as the Red Koi. He briefly self-assigned this name, but his narrative will now transition from third to first. In a first person: I stand in agony. Then I sit. My fist meets the ground to maintain stability. Wife texts me photos of...
Memorized Mess
"I've memorized my mess." My daughter speaks these words as I step between the safe spaces on her floor. Inside her bedroom lies many things which create the mess she’s memorized. “I want to forget my mess.” I think these words as I step over the unsafe places across...
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