A Window Into Writing

This photo tells a thousand tales. Maybe even more. It was a room at the house I spent the majority of the first 19 years of my life in. My youngest memories of this room were of it being a “toy room” that would occasionally double as a spare bedroom. It was usually in a […]

Tale of the Type

My Dad’s basement also served as a rec room for many years. I learned table tennis and darts in this basement and would late use it as a jam space for myself and a few other musicians who would come down to the house and rock out. One of my earliest memories of hanging out […]