Short Story: The price of love

Love is stupid. Yeah, I said it. Maybe love makes people stupid, or at least makes sane people do stupid things. Maybe it's part of it, or all of it, or maybe it's just me. I don't know. I used to know, just like everyone's an expert until you're mired in something and you realize …

I write…

I write. I write because no one cares to listen to what say. I write to purge the angst from my soul, to liberate myself from the weight that threatens to burden me beyond endurance. I write because I have something to say, a piece of me that I want to share. I write because …

Random thought

When I feel like I'll never be a real writer I remind myself that I write to make me happy. You reading what I write is just a bonus. — Joe Hinojosa (@joehino76) October 21, 2014

Piece of the wrong puzzle

Puzzled It's hard to describe what my life is at the moment. It's a jumble, a fragmented picture that I'm trying to piece together without a clear understanding of what the picture is supposed to be. Do you understand how frustrating it is? Where does this piece go? Here? No. Screw it. I'll set it …