I’m scared. I’m on my own now and I wonder whether I’ll be ok. When I think of people who live with less than I what make I can’t help but ask myself, why do I freak out? I’m killing myself at work, because I’m thirsty for more money. I’m not such a big spender……
This city is going to kill me. I hate the Monday commute. It’s as if everybody was ready to just stomp over everybody else, cutting throats and punching faces just to move faster as if they could really save two minutes. I understand, everybody hates it so they all want to get out of here…
I can’t sleep. It’s past midnight and my muse has come back to haunt me. She wants me to stay up and write for her, feeding her insatiable need for attention while I lose myself in her gaze. She talks to me and whispers so many beautiful things, it’s hard to resist her. I drift…
Amazing weekend, amazing two days. My characters spoke to me and led the way on The Manicheans, and I must say, I’m impressed. The direction it’s taking is terrific and I can’t wait to see more of it happening. This story is truly awesome. Love being a writer. Want to make it my day job…
I look up and see no stars. New York City, the hooker of my wildest dreams, hid them all from me. I seek her light while strolling down her avenues, feeling the blood of her crowd pumping through my veins like a heroin rush. It does not calm me down, but excites me more, and…
I just remembered that about one year ago, I started writing The Manicheans. I was working on the second chapter of the book, not really sure where the story was going, but I felt deep inside my characters were calling for my attention and wanted me to give them as much depth as possible. So…
That’s funny. It just occurred to me that at the exact same time last year, I was still in a relationship. I actually canceled a girls’ night out to go to the Catskills with my ex, thinking that we would spend three days in paradise, which we obviously did not. We had a violent argument,…
Everybody tells me, time heals all wounds. My life felt like an empty void and my heart bled every second of every minute of every hour. I was wondering whether I had made the right choice, and whether it was better to go back to my old life. Now I know, everything happened for a…
So I guess I did it. I found the secret. It feels incredible to finally be in control again. I got rid of everything I did not need in my life, the bad, the negative, the difficult and oppressing, and I replaced it with, well, I’m trying to replace it with lots of positive and…
Fuck. I did something I was not supposed to do. And now what? It’s not like I can go back in time and undo everything. I have to face the stupid consequences of being an adult in a world of sharks, used and abused until I’m tossed away like a dirty rag… This is something…
The Manicheans 