When I traveled to Budapest last April, I made it a mission of mine to see as many of the city’s literary sites as possible. I bathed in the rich … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #5 – Faulkner’s Footsteps and Tarot Readings
After rambling down Royal Street and absorbing its stylish art galleries and museums, I veered east and made for Jackson Square. This, to me, was the touristic heart of the … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #4
As I dipped in and out of Royal Street’s art galleries on my first morning, I came across a little place called The Historic New Orleans Collection, a large, 18th … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #3
New Orleans is a city of famous streets, whose names carry with them the immortal weight of myth. Bourbon. Canal. Royal. Frenchman. St Charles. Et cetera. I began to think … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #2
Right now I’m sat in bed drinking coffee and scarfing down the complimentary croissants Dominique brings to my room. There’s a pitter-patter of rain on the exterior corridor and a … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #1
Ireland is very much in touch with its ancient self. I think I mentioned this in part one. It feels old. It feels ancient in a way my home country … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 4: In Faeries’ Wake
As I stated in part one, any discussion of my trip to Ireland is impossible if not told through the lens of my friendship with George and Elizabeth. No blade … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 3: Ode to a Compost Converter
One of the most common observations Americans make upon seeing the United Kingdom for the first time is how small the roads are and the cars that use them. In … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 2: A Rural Snapshot
When I started writing blog posts that included references to real people, TumbleweedWrites was still in its infancy, and I was ignorant of the ethics of such a thing. I … Continue reading My Irish Weekend Part 1: “The Happiest Place on Earth”
Between my job, my novel, my travels, and this here blog, it’s been a chaotic and frustrating year for my reading. As I have stated in some of my recent … Continue reading No Country for Old Men by Cormac McCarthy
In the past year or so, I’ve noticed an increase in my appetite for the horror genre. Since this blog was started, I’ve written a post about my first experience … Continue reading My Top 5 Indie Horror Films & My Growing Interest in the Genre
I was hesitant about the idea that Detroit: Become Human would be the title that broke my gaming slump. I’m also hesitant to spend full price on any AAA game … Continue reading How Detroit: Become Human Put an End to my Gaming Slump
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