Better

In life, there’s the people you want to be better than, the people you want to be better for, and the people you want to be better with.-Genevieve Rose

Baby Beast: fit log April 2016

December 7th, 2015 is when this all started for me. That’s the day I decided to physically remake myself. The day I decided to become as strong on the outside as I feel on the inside. The day I decided to look like a Titan. The day I decided to start carving out the physique […]

Baby Beast: fit log March 2016

Third month of strength training! March 7th to be exact. My lifting routine is still 3 on 1 off, same muscle groups as February too. Other than weights, here’s what I’ve been doing for about 90 days: This routine I don’t do everyday, when it’s rest day, I rest, I’ve learned to appreciate it. […]

Baby Beast: fit log February 2016

~Rise and GRIND~ These past few months of being a gym junkie have been quite the trip. See where I was back in January 2016. I first started back in December 2015, see how things were in the beginning. It hasn’t been very long, but it has been long enough for me to see some impressive […]

Excelsior

You know I think it’s really interesting that we as people have so much focus on our vocation, I mean yes obviously, work is what pays for life but who we are is not in what we do, at least for me it isn’t my identity. I’m a writer. I pretty much always have been […]

Pluviophile

It’s not that I don’t love the sun, I just better understand the rain.-Genevieve Rose

Marry Me Later

Writers are often inspired by other writers, or at least other written things. If that’s not the case it’s probably because jealousy got in the way and that competitive drive kicked in. Nevertheless, words are perhaps the most beautiful tool out there for someone to make a point. Of course, not everyone is an ink-in-the-veins […]

This place I love, this place I fear

It’s a Tuesday, or Wednesday evening or whatever night it is that I have some writing assignment due and I can’t seem to sit there and just make myself type the words. in my head I find myself running again, chasing the ever elusive inspiration, or more so muse-inspiration’s trickier cousin. Expertly evading, constantly changing, […]