I write and film about the examined life for people who believe an ordinary experience is worth documenting.
I thought I’d be camping and road-tripping through July, but instead I got mono and Lyme. So, I wrote about legacy, absurdity, and why our lives are roughly the size of dust mite poop on the cosmic scale.
There’s also a book rec (shoutout to Alan Smale), a few reflective prompts, and a tiny win in the form of a $40 photo printer.
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The author reflects on struggling to write while coping with illness that overshadowed July. Despite feeling unwell and losing productivity, he plans to resume work on various writing projects, including the Aurum Ledger series and Walking Home to Georgia. As August approaches, he remains hopeful for recovery and creativity.
Seven years ago, I started a story in a hot apartment in Rangeley, Maine. I finally finished it. Here’s Clause 27—a thriller about contracts, betrayal, and walking away (if they let you).
The island of Ledger’s Reach is shaped like a lopsided, upside-down U. In the center sits the protected harbor, the primary base for the island’s economy. Surrounding the harbor are docks, taverns, trade schools, the Governor’s Office, and residential areas. While the island receives most of its food through trade, several residents do farm inContinueContinue reading “Geography of Ledger’s Reach – Fiction”
This book list compiles the 11 novels, diaries, short story compilation, and documentaries I read in 2025.
Where the drafts eat grilled steak, get corn stuck in their gums, and need a good flossin’ 📑 Table of Contents Featured Essay: Why I Didn’t Vlog My Travels Inspiration Writing Prompts What I’m Reading: A Little Life, Binge, Clash of Eagles Bonus: High School Forever? Subscriber Content Featured Essay Why I Didn’t Vlog MyContinueContinue reading “Second Pass | July 2025 “
Red Stockings The road from Firden to the port was short, but dropped in elevation quickly. There were no trees atop the granite, as the horse stepped carefully. A few shrubs dotted areas where a small amount of soil existed between the boulders. Talla Espinoza patted the brown leather satchel containing official messages and letters.ContinueContinue reading “Aurum Ledger: Chapter IV – Fiction”
Howard visits Mira, contemplating their evolving relationship as they walk to meet friends. They encounter Howard’s father, Chief of Guards Nathan Vencair, before discovering hooded figures at the First Weight Sanctum. Mira realizes one might be her father, sparking concerns about the Weightbound’s existence. The group shares beers and uncertainty amid the tension.
A quiet list of the things I almost did this week—flirting, filming, texting, writing—and the moments that never fully happened. Sometimes, thinking is enough.
I meant to keep writing more of Aurum’s Ledger today. Howard, Mira, and Raleen aren’t going anywhere—I’m still excited to continue their journey—but instead, I found myself drawn to video editing. I’ve been in a crafty mood lately. Yesterday I spent most of the day sewing some tears in my reenacting uniform and knitting…well, something.ContinueContinue reading “As We Go Marching On: Civil War Reenacting”