the written word of j.e. pittman
I’ve studied the craft of writing for the last couple of decades and through it all, I’ve learned one salient fact: I’m an odd duck. All the advice I read about writing, the lectures by my favorite authors (and some […]
I will not break. I can’t. The world is rushing like a whirlpool around me, trying to take my feet. I take a knee, but I’ll not break. Three months ago… I think…my dad got noticeably sick. Pain. Pain leveled […]
Hi, hi, hello Just wandering in before I must go. Away, away, away again And again Just wanted to say hello. “Hello,” I say, before I must go. Which I really should. Go, I mean. Though I’d rather not. Rather […]
It’s so strange to think. Period. Spontaneously generated sounds and images and words floating in the darkness of our mind. Singing in the space between synapses. Fire lighting the corners of imagination illuminating worlds wholly divorce from the collectively agreed […]