Tired and anxious

Two words to accurately describe how I've been feeling this week. No clue why but it's starting to take its toll on me. But enough about that. In story news I've written a few more, one of which I plan on posting this Friday. Writing takes care of some of the pent up anxiety if … Continue reading Tired and anxious

The eyes that stare back.

Jackson gripped his sink for dear life. Its cool porcelain centered him and allowed the world to stop spinning, if only for a moment. The previous night's liquor weighed heavily on his belly and kept threatening to come back up. He gazed at the sickly pale figure in the mirror behind his sink. "You've got … Continue reading The eyes that stare back.