After reading some of my fellow Confabulator’s posts about their relationship between their dreams and their writing, I’m not quite sure if I should be writing this. I may be so far past the line between personal and over-sharing that … Continue reading
Dreams slip from my mind upon waking like dry sand through my fingers, leaving only the memory that they had been there. I wake with the memory that my sleep was filled with fascinating dreams but I have never been … Continue reading
You get into a car with a stranger. Maybe she’s offered you a ride on a rainy day. Maybe you just make stupid life choices, who knows. It doesn’t matter. What does matter is that during the ride you realize … Continue reading
I like to be entertained by stories. I want to be taken away to a place I’ve never been or to see place I’m familiar with in a new way. That’s not asking too much, is it? Now, don’t get … Continue reading
Humans are a storytelling species. Stories are how we make sense of the world. Stories turn raw data into intelligence. We cannot make decisions without telling ourselves what stories we would like to make true. My federal counterparts hire contractors … Continue reading