I'm still playing with images of myself.
This may be simple narcissism at work.
A wacked-out self image.
Why don't I push it farther, show myself truly and plainly hideous? Because there are pictures...
Right now, I can't do it. Maybe later. Honesty and truth will come.
Voicelessness and despair aside--snarky I know--it's been an insanely busy week. Last Thursday I had the pleasure of ushering with a g...
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...