I miss having a creative outlet for writing, especially prose, poetry and longer stuff essayish in nature. I’m continually fascinated by language and I’ve got a few word heaps of my own to put out there. Whether or not it’ll be worthwhile to others will be realized later, but here is where I begin.

I arrive with thoughts on building a spot for creative mental bloodletting, where I allow myself the space to write how I wish, share what I want, and be myself in full Gregoryness with little restraint. In bloodletting, the flawed and dangerous ancient medical practice, there was the idea of bleeding out illness and helping put the body’s humors back in balance.

Similarly, I’d like to bleed out the mind-spurts in an intentional way as a path toward finding better balance with my mental humors over time. Who knows, it could be fun…or even humorous.

I’m a late 40-something-year-old guy, but really I’m very much still the little boy Gregory who spent a lot of time on my grandparent’s dairy farm happily exploring the surrounding woods or holed up at home completely immersed in my Sega Master System games, all while being lovingly nourished from the inside out by my family’s Italian-American cooking. Life is still something I cherish and am deeply grateful for. Now I’ve got a wife and two kids of my own, a furry dog-beast named Maple, occasional whisky, and modern video games that are more realistic than anything I could’ve imagined as a kid growing up in New York’s St. Lawrence River Valley.

So let’s go and see where this takes us!