He ferociously consumed every crumb of food on his plate. There was always something on his plate. He had a family to provide for and protect. If his plate wasn’t full, then theirs was empty. Overworked, passive, tired—not words in his vocabulary.Read More »
The two young ladies browsed the store for what felt like forever in search of the perfect dresses. One of them was above average height and slim-framed. The other was shorter and thicker around the hips. The older blonde-haired woman who followed them made a poor attempt at being discreet. Still, she kept an eye on the young ladies dressed in hooded sweatshirts with college insignia and blue jeans. The November chill was unforgiving and even the sweatshirts did little to block the wind. Still, the pair were proud to display their school’s mascot on their clothing.Read More »
Soooooo, a little backstory: the primary purpose of this blog is to serve as a place to collect some of my writing; however, being the person that I am, I change things all the time. I’m a lover of creative expression and independence. I want to have as much control over my work as I can, which leads me to trying my hand at photography. I’ve worked in fields before that involved me taking photographs, but nothing serious. As long as the photo was clear and in good light my employer was happy. That’s the extent of my career in photography. However,Read More »
“Just keep calm and let me handle it,” he said. The argument could’ve ended long ago, but neither was willing to budge. Compromise had been out of the question, but now she was weary. She handed over the reins to him because he claimed to know so much. From him she learned the invaluable lesson of trusting her intuition.Read More »
I thought that this post was very well-written and definitely needs to be shared. Mental health is extremely important and we must begin the conversation somewhere. Great post, Chris Nicholas!
I recently celebrated my fourth anniversary of blogging here at The Renegade Press. As with the three anniversaries prior to this one, the moment was a bitter-sweet affair of pride and introspection. Blogging has become a passion, and a source of endless pleasure that I approach with great reverence as I attempt to pour my heart and soul into everything that I create. But it hasn’t always been this way. This website was born out of a need to find myself, and to overcome my own internal torment. Four years ago I was emotionally shattered, creatively stunted, and questioning the validity of my own existence as I battled my own private demons. I was lost inside my head,desperately searching for a purpose amongst an endless torrent of fractured, self-depreciating thoughts.
Thankfully I found that purpose; and I found myself through my writing. With each new post that I create I…
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Over the past three months, my readership has grown in leaps and bounds. Three months ago I started at zero, now I’m close to 1,000. I must thank every person who takes the time to visit, like, comment and share my posts. I have a certain goal in mind as far as this blog is concerned and that goal will contribute greatly to my long-term literary aspirations. Anyone who reads one of my pieces puts me a step closer to where I strive to be, and for that I am eternally grateful.Read More »
In experimenting with various styles of writing and reading more of other writers’ work, I’m learning my strengths and weaknesses. Though I’m unofficially announcing at this moment I’m working on a novel, short fiction and poetry are what I’m best at. I like for my words to pack a punch, so I attempt to create a long message in as few words as possible. I dabble in six word stories and I’m always up for a good haiku. Here’s my first attempt at five sentence fiction:Read More »