Sam’s ramblings about pretty much everything under the sun.
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Society, Anxiety – Those two rhyme, don’t they?
Pull the band taut, Pull it back, flick it, Don’t be surprised when it creaks Under the might of your fingers. The more you pull me, the less I can give, The less I can stretch, The less I can live. I’ve come to terms with my Lack of elasticity, I’ve come to terms with…
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Story Is My Religion
After all, that’s what most religions are made up of. Stories. Structured words that explain our origins, and pain, and where we’ll end up. We tell ourselves stories to understand; we tell ourselves stories to remember. We tell ourselves stories to forget. Story is my religion, and characters are my people. They say that reading…
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99 Cent deal for The Fields!
Phew! The past few weeks have been a whirlwind on my end, so I apologize for not having said anything too substantial on here. I’ve been diving into a new manuscript, working on writing a musical, and getting ready for a few different events. But I have also been working on something for you all.…
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A Reintroduction
Hi, I’m Sam, and I am terrible at writing. Okay, so I wrote a book. Sure. But how often do I write each day? A few minutes? Do I even do that much? Author or not, can I even consider myself a writer if I can’t write for even a few minutes each day? I…