Look inside yourself and you'll find a world of things (a world of your own experiences)worth writing about.

Keep in mind that life produces no maestros, only students of varying shades of ineptitude.

Look inside yourself and you'll find a world of things (a world of your own experiences)worth writing about.

I love Arkansas but I think Arkansas has its share of unlit minds.

It was like that. Sometimes I'd go for a period—days or weeks—without feeling the full sweep of my loss, and then as unexpected as a thunderclap, the realization would rip the protective coating from my senses. Maybe that's the way it is with trick knees and aging griefs. Totally pain free one moment and absorbingly painful the next.

The world is not a rational place.

Maybe...in a way, this coffee reminds me of something. Maybe...maybe only a philosopher or a mad man would make this connection, but it's a little like life. I mean it's powerful going down and that doesn't even take into account the aftertaste, which really takes getting used to.