In looking at pictures from last year, I was struck how little I smiled.
I'm not much of a smiler in any case, but back in February 2010 life felt tres grim.
No way I'll claim 100% happiness now either, but I am doing the things I want to do, with the people I want to do them with. Damn, that feels good.
Just looking at this picture makes me feel good too: me + a true sweetheart and partner-in-crime, out on the Hill last weekend getting ready to go to church (and rocking Fever Teeth's custom lids).
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...