For me, writing is more than a hobby - it is an intimate endeavor into my heart, mind, and soul. In essence, it is both the memoirs of fleeting moments so sacred that I dared not forget and the futile attempt to preserve them. Love and loss. Betrayal and trust. Faith and doubt. Confusion and enlightenment. This is as real as it gets. Although, this is my way of meeting the need to make some sense of what I feel in the moment, I hope that I can touch someone else in the process. Please, if you took the time to read anything I've ever written, tell me what you thought. I want to know what you like. I want to know what needs improvement. Your feedback is the nutrients for my craft to grow.

For those who have asked about the mass deletion of poetry from 2009 and before, I did it out of necessity. They represented a part of my life that I found myself longing for, but never really having. I felt as if I would be unable to move on unless I left no trace of the reminders. However, I would consider re-uploading them if somebody would tell me how to extract data off of a hard drive from a computer that no longer works.

I believe in common courtesy; review me and I'll review you.

If you want to contact me, I frequently use Facebook and Tumblr. Message me for the links.

Edit (12/27/12): After an excessive creative drought, I have returned. I need to get back in the habit of writing; life feels incomplete without it.