“I’m just not connected to it, I don’t see the point. I want to believe that everything happens for a reason, that there is truth and love is real…
But, I feel nothing.” Continue reading “The Maestro” (Morning Fiction 5/15/2018)
“People either bring you down, or they bring you up, and a lot of times, they don’t even realize it.”
The monk sat quietly as his master spoke.
“The issue your experiencing is control, and, you have none…” Continue reading “The Cubic” (Morning Fiction 5/11/2018)
Since the dawn of human consciousness, we’ve looked to stars and wondered: Why are we here? What are we meant to do? What is our purpose? Continue reading “The Ordinance” (Morning Fiction 5/6/2018 )
Sound pierced the airwaves as the composer sat back in his chair.
The orchestra expressed itself in the music, hands moving in unison as violins and oboes struck vibration through space.
The tension of the music built as the composer absorbed the wave of feeling. The music he had written… Continue reading “The Conductor and his Muse” (Morning Fiction 5/8/2018)