The customized LED of my Blackberry started blinking, its bright yellow flash indicating a calendar alert. July 31, 2011: BSB Concert, Nassau Coliseum, 7:30 pm. I had almost given up hope on ever seeing my idols play live. I was way too young to go to concerts by myself at the time they were really…
This post pays a small tribute to an author whom I admire and have an immense respect for. Life puts us on paths that we don’t always control; the choices we make, and the consequences of our actions take us to different results, some are good, some are less good, as we keep moving forward,…
I knew it would happen, but until it actually did, I never thought it would hit me as hard. I feel empty, my heart tucked on the back of my sleeve, tears rolling on my face, my heart cleansing itself naturally, me not being able to stop the sadness that just invaded me. I waited…
I woke up, my body aching. Did I just have a nightmare? My mind felt numb, as if I was hungover. I looked at myself in the mirror and examined my face. The skin looked extremely pale, my eyes bulging out of their socket, bloodshot and tired, and my lips…. they were as dry as…
Placebo blasting in my earbuds, I listen to the lyrics of “Battle for the Sun”, and I drift. I let my mind wander into the cobwebs of my past, my eyes staring at a dot on the ceiling. I will battle for the sun And I won’t stop until I’m done You are getting in…
I have been walled for too long in a world of silence, where my words stayed shut behind the door to my soul. I pushed them away as if forgetting about them might make them disappear, but they remained, looming, swelling in my wounds like a putrefied disease. I smelt the rotting flesh but ignored…
I press my mum and dad home telephone number on my Blackberry and wait to hear a dial tone. I let it ring three times, then hang up. Shortly thereafter, my phone starts vibrating, a multitude of colors flashing on my screen. My mum’s calling me back. We have been using that system for years…
I like to let my mind wander when I hit a wall. They call that writer’s block. I don’t really feel like I’m blocked in any way. On the opposite, my brain is hyper active and it gets difficult sometimes to exactly know which direction I want to take with my story. Writing a novel…
I wake up, and my first reaction is to grab my Blackberry to check how many emails and tweet posts I received overnight. I’m a technology freak, a virtual junkie who quickly loved my phone is if it was my lifeline. What’s ironic about it is that I use it more like a computer, not…
I had a great exchange today with one of my new Tweeps. One post on his blog triggered my interest. “MSP… Do you have it?” was the title of it. MSP stands for “My Sensory Perception”. It was fascinating to read how somebody I don’t even know can feel and think the same way I do.…
The Manicheans 