Solitary Love

Being a writer is a gift and a curse. The gift, naturally, is your ability to embrace in self-expression and serve others with your words, yet the curse is that defeating moment when you come across someone else's work and wish their words were your own. To remedy this, I often borrow the words of my fellow artists … Continue reading Solitary Love

Creative Hangover/Mental Hydration (For The Stagnant Creatives)

The hospital room may be spotless and sterile, but birth itself will always take place amid chaos, pain and blood." --Steven Pressfied When my cousin De Angela handed me the jewel of a book Do The Work by Steven Pressfield, that was the equivalent of me basically thinking that I had just won the lottery. … Continue reading Creative Hangover/Mental Hydration (For The Stagnant Creatives)