I've been having fun with images.
This is a photo taken in my bathroom mirror and juiced up with Photoshop.
Is it narcissistic to wonder just how you look to others?
I have trouble grasping my own image.
How I look.
The face I see in the mirror is a lot different than the one I see in photographs.
Even at this stage--post-college, teetering on my career as though it were a log-roll, mid-divorce--I feel like I'm still trying to get a handle on myself.
There's a shadow constantly hovering at my shoulder. For all my gallivanting into the social whirl, nevermind the positive social media...
Ever wondered what it takes to get a piece of fiction published? I'm not talking New Yorker type of prose. That's a rarefied world ...
Check out my new video, a brief reading from a story published this past spring in Opossum.
Welp, after a half-year experiment in social media, BSP has returned to its blogger roots. I hated Faceborkland, tbh. Sure, it was easier t...