A decade of writing, procrastinating, and deleting more sentences than I care to admit—celebrated slightly late because, of course, I forgot the date.
Author: CJ Bowers
A Shining Light, Alone in the Night
The nights are long, the cold is real, but in the darkness of December, a little Christmas warmth finds its way.
Stop Falling. Please.
Everyone loves to talk about how beautiful snow is. But those people are not holding a shovel...
Past the Edge of My Own Doubts
If you’re standing at the edge of something new, take one small step. Not because you’re fearless, but because you deserve to see what happens next.
The Man, the Myth, the Laundry…
Today I woke up and decided I was going to be an adult...
Tortured
A creature bound in suffering's chains...
Parenting: Now With Bonus Parent-Like Behaviours
My parents always warned me I’d “understand when I’m older.” Turns out “older” meant “the minute my toddler turned three."
The Sound of Morning
A quiet remembrance for those who never came home.
Ice, Ice…Maybe Not
Nothing says ‘first snowfall’ like brushing snow off the car while Vanilla Ice mocks you from the radio.
Pale in the Wheat
The fog never left that field—and something pale still waits among the wheat
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