Learning From a Child

Sunday Reflections Triptych Part Three is in the works. I’m working on a scene where an adult is put into a position where he has to learn from a youth. I appreciate when I get to learn from those younger than me. I’ve never really had any problem with it. I think both young andContinue reading “Learning From a Child”

Where Do Creations Come From?

Where do creations come from? The creative process is my favorite tidbit when it comes to finding out what goes on behind the scenes in any creative endeavor. So I’ve decided to research and share my thoughts on the creative process. For the sake of clarity…Read more @SaschiaJohnson.com  

Follow Up Bad Guys -On Writing

“Integrity without knowledge is weak and useless, and knowledge without integrity is dangerous and dreadful.” – Samuel Johnson (1709 – 1784), English Author, Poet, and Literary Critic and Writer I had been thinking about the good guy vs the bad in a collection of short stories I’ve been working on, and I was reminded that inContinue reading “Follow Up Bad Guys -On Writing”

I am Dorthy’s Defense Mechanism

Dorthey has to fight the villain inside her. She tries to stay focused on growth and not letting others bring her down. But sometimes she gets down, real down. She wants to drag her enemies to the depths of hell. Introduce them her friend, Death and fill their bellies with the greatest pleasures in life.Continue reading “I am Dorthy’s Defense Mechanism”

My Current Thoughts

I am not always the easiest person to talk to. I am fully aware of that. But: I am capable of change. I am capable of forgiveness, I am capable of learning/listening to new thoughts and ideas even if they compromise my own beliefs. I tried just following a belief system even though the systemContinue reading “My Current Thoughts”

Elsewhere

The distractions are monstrous the drive to replace the mask of positivity and the plague of territorial jealousy like a jack in the box I never wound but I love when it rains and I love when you show your true face the rugged one the one you’ve hidden in your arm pit insisting itContinue reading “Elsewhere”