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After 3PM — Testimonial

Below is an email I received from a woman who read After 3PM. Her husband is a former high school teacher who had a relationship with one of his students. Her message is an extremely powerful testament to the importance, value, and impact of…

Bohemian Rhapsody

On this date, six years ago, I was sent to prison. Never in my life have I ever had a reason to look forward to November 2nd. In 2012, November 2nd was the date of my sentencing. In 2012, November 2nd was the day…

Sins of the Father

No matter what direction I turn, I find myself standing face-to-face with someone I’ve hurt. Be it some random public interaction with someone from my past or someone within my own family dynamic, I am repeatedly reminded of the lasting pain I’ve caused in…

My Own Prison

I’ve been to prison. I spent 25 months in prison — 25 months away from my wife, my daughter, my parents, my friends, my family — torn from the ones I love due to my own destructive choices. And I am not so narrow-minded…

Do You Believe?

Over the years, my personal relationship with “religion” has been nothing short of a rollercoaster. Before, during, and after prison, I have (on some — and often many — levels) struggled with what I should believe, from a “religious” perspective. My core beliefs have always fallen…

The Grand Mosaic

My wife and I just went to see the film, An Interview with God. It was a good movie and I really enjoyed the intellectual banter and discourse between the reporter and the man claiming to be God. The plot of the movie is…

This Purgatory

“Please don’t tell me everything is wonderful now!“ That phrase, painfully shouted by the band Everclear in their song “Wonderful,” perfectly describes where my mind is right now. Today I was cleaning out our storage room and I came across several spools of old…

Some People…

Some people are merely petty, childish, bitter, and immature. And I just experienced a profound example of this concept. My wife and I sat down to dinner with some friends at a local eatery recently. And as we were preparing to leave, a guy…

Depression

It’s late at night. Or, perhaps, it’s very early in the morning. It’s dark outside. It’s dark inside. It’s raining. I am sitting on my back porch, listening to the raindrops around me. They’re not merely raindrops; they are like the ones which make huge…

Torturous Euphoria

I have my dream job! Not many people can say that. I certainly took an unconventional (and unfortunate) route to get here, but I have achieved my goal: I am a full-time writer. Thanks to a pair of publishers who have taken a chance…

No Way Out

Allow me to share a parable I recently heard on The West Wing: This guy’s walking down the street when he falls in a hole. The walls are so steep he can’t get out. A doctor passes by and the guy shouts up, “Hey…

“Post Hoc, Ergo Propter Hoc” — Chapter One

There is something about the smell of blood — it never leaves the memory. When blood is experienced in mass quantity, there is a smell, and it smells like no other airborne emanation, except blood. It is the essence of life, but it is…

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