I'm pretty sure I'm at the point in my internal reflection, the tipping point... Standing on the edge of the abyss. Staring down the turmoil. Inches from The Churn. (Here's a song I'm feeling right now... I feel like it fits) The Churn is "a novella set in the hard-scrabble world of James S. A. … Continue reading The Internal Churn: Tear that Sh!t Apart →