The Whale Belly

Thirty minutes to write. It’s all I can commit to today, but it’s something I have to do. I wish I had something to write about other than my anxieties around writing. I wish I was able to look outside more, have the writing thing figured out, have confidence in my pursuit of writing, so…

I have no ideas. I don’t know what I want to write about. I simply am here, sitting with it. I keep forgetting that writing has nothing to do with me other than making sure I show up on time. It is the child waiting to be brought home from soccer practice. She has been…

A young man, who had read many books by many learned people, decided that he wanted to go to school to become a learned person as well. He applied and was accepted into a prestigious university in a prestigious city, where he joined fellow burgeoning young scholars. At first he would look around the room…