memories, teenage years, Uncategorized, youth

Calling on Vlad

I knocked on the door, a little apprehensive as I had never been to Vladimir's house. I was apprehensive mostly because I had a bit of a crush on him and we had never really worked closely for school projects before. He, along with most of the 5 other dudes in our class, tended to… Continue reading Calling on Vlad

nostalgia, Uncategorized

My Dream Part

I realized recently that for those of you that haven't read my books - especially the first one - don't yet know about my love affair with the Theatre. Not much about it anyway. While the Theatre is usually referred to in the feminine sense, I think it's safe to say the stage used to… Continue reading My Dream Part