November 25th, 2019. I cried when Prime died.
Emotions are real things. It doesn’t seem to matter where they come from, whether their source is fictional – the emotions themselves are just as potent. I guess it has
November 23rd, 2019. “Home” and Home.
It always sucks to read about what’s going on back home because it never seems to be good stuff. The strip mall down the street from us burned down –
November 21st, 2019. Happy North Carolina!
INXS, wailing saxophone, I-95, wailing sirens, moving on down the road and leaving the world behind. Ish. Not really. The world’s online and follows us 24 / 7. I’ve been
November 17th, 2019. Epic.
We had a fantastic show last night. Not completely smooth, not flawless, but absolutely marvelous. Sharing the stage with Ayreheart is something we’ve really only done once before, and we’ve
November 14th, 2019. It’s just a bad day.
I’m feeling sad. Worn. Overwrought. It’s the world at large, it’s fear, it’s all the dark thoughts. Dark thoughts. As I mentioned, I’ve finally gotten into the health care system
November 11th, 2019. Next time, there will be BLOOD.
I’m stressed out. I might even have good reason to be. My pulse pounds, my skin feels hot, I get these HEADACHES. I don’t talk about health crap very much
November 10th, 2019. Winter is Coming.
Winter is coming. I guess we’re past really being allowed to use that as a catch-phrase, but I tend to Live in my chosen worlds for quite a while so,
November 2nd, 2019. Happy Halloween. Welcome to Marwen.
For all that I’ve always believed that the best art comes from pain, and the best artists are often truly seeking healing, I’ve always been uncomfortable with idolizing the damaged
More…November 2nd, 2019. Happy Halloween. Welcome to Marwen.