On Days Off…I Still Don’t Know What to Do
My hobby has now become my full-time job.
Chappell Roan Helped Me Love My Gayness
My hands shook as we waited for another three hours on a field in Charleston to see someone who at this point could still be a mythical creature.
A Little Further Along: A Letter to Future tpc Writers
Writing is a lot like your first eyeglass prescription. Suddenly, it is very intense to be alive.
What Did I Eat?
Since I wrote that last post in September, what I eat has become equally as significant as whom I’m eating with.
He Would Have Been
There is no path that ends perfectly.
Top Five Prince Edward Island Lighthouses
Besides having a delightful name, Seacow Head showcases a wonderfully moody atmosphere—perfect for reading or drawing in your electric blue camping chair.
Namesake
She loved us a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck, and told us so all the time.
On Being Young and Still Lonely
My loneliness is an echo from a silent sound, a shadow with an invisible caster.
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Writing [for the post calvin] Is
Writing for tpc is remembering the joy of writing with your own voice.
Hollywood’s Imploding
Call it karma or the consequences of multiple dumb decisions crashing down all at once, but definitely call it multiple facets of Hollywood showing their butts.
