THE WJM LIBRARY

I’d like to start this essay with an apology. An apology to my readers, some of whom reached out to ask when I would be writing again, but most importantly, an apology for myself because I let myself down.  I love writing, and yet I do it less often every coming year. So many possible brilliant ideas have gone to waste because people do not act, and I am just as complicit in this phenomenon. Whether I am good at this craft or not, it is what I love to do, and it pains me not

The word reborn, the fire ablaze.

Find the Madman, find the passion.

Chapter 1 of Beneath the Last Rays of Youth

An announcement of a chapter by chapter posting of a new novella.

An essay on empathy and how we do not show enough of it.

The deeper you go, the more you will find out about how small you truly are.

You walk into the dark. It’s been waiting for you a long time.

An Introduction