My youngest daughters favorite song right now is Fast Car by Tracie Chapman. If we go anywhere that takes more than 5 minutes to get to that song will always be played. […]
Better Than Ezra
MarkTheShark
Married father of 2 awesome daughters. I have a guitar and a Buddha obsession. I started this blog because writing helps bring a smile to my face. I love getting lost in a story and trying to find my way out. I wanna inspire and be a positive influence on this world somehow.
2 AM
The official passing of the torch occurred last night. It wasn’t when I would wake up in pain from nothing more than sleeping, it wasn’t that I now actually get cold in […]
2019
I just wanted to take a second and thank all my readers for an incredible 2019. I wrote 65,863 words in 2019 with over 10,000 views. One of my stories was read […]
December 26th
My favorite day of the year usually is December 26th. There is just something about that day after Christmas lazy day… Don’t get me wrong though, I love, love, love spending Christmas […]
Twas
Twas the night before Christmas and we gathered at our favorite place And watched Uncle Colin shove shrimp into his face Lobsters danced in the kitchen while the steaks marinated The […]
Teenage Wasteland
Something about today felt a little different. I cut my workout a few minutes short because I wanted to see my family before they all left for the day this morning. Okay, […]
50
My daughter sent me this quote the other day. “Forty-three years old, and the war occurred half a lifetime ago, and yet the remembering makes it now. And sometimes remembering will lead […]
On a Farm
I’ve been listening to this song recently about a guy who stumbled onto something he was good at. He never knew he was good at it, and was only doing it for […]
The House
When does a house become a home? Is it when you mount a tv on a wall, or add a sectional couch, or when you update a kitchen and add in beautiful […]
Move In
As he woke up and started the coffee maker he looked out the window and smiled. He could hear the sound of the rain pounding on the roof and he could almost […]
