We all like to think we're the heroes in our own little stories. We experience our lives through the narrow focus of our very own lenses, while our narrator, be it Morgan Freeman or Samuel L. Jackson (in my case), describes our every day occurrences with far more color and vibrancy then perhaps they deserve.
JUMPER by Trisha Lea Understanding washed over him as he teetered on the narrow ledge thirteen stories above the sidewalk. Viewing the world from this height often had a contemplative effect on a soul. The wind rustled his hair and tugged at his clothes, urging him to step off and see what happens. He resisted … Continue reading Jumper
I want to write stories. I want my stories to reach people. In order to do that, I have to find a way to connect said stories to potential readers.