Dim Traffic Light - By: Erickson - Strangle thin cloth, and cut under - Dim gray parking garage. Wrinkled, buttoned Clothes - garbage bags - Engorged by pale student. - Plate and plate of morphed buffet - Brain Adapts in light of day, But breeze whispers "It's time to change" - Tired shadow's longer stay.... Continue Reading →
There are moments when you realize you are on the fringe of death. The most serious for me was probably when I was 18, and smoked something that was laced. I had laid there in bed, fading in and out of sleep, people telling me my face had looked yellow, and that I appeared as... Continue Reading →
Fissure - By: Erickson - Strands of desert – elongated yellow taffy. Pricks of trees – painted things. Another hour, windshield, gas. A forest before thoughts. - Cold AC - stings the edges of your face - your upper arm smoothly numb. The engine - roars as the car tilts up and smooths as the... Continue Reading →
Via Iter Verba- Entry #1: First day of Van Life I only exited my apartment this morning. Returned the keys – with a question burning on the tip of a parched tongue. I need to ask. Ask the attendant for what happens now. Ask the attendant for advice, for help. Yet, I walk away, because... Continue Reading →
Hello and welcome, My name is Mr. Erickson, and this site will consist of documenting two different journeys. One, is of trying to get my first novel, a YA Thriller novel, published. The other? The adapting, and implementation into "Van Life", and the many adventures that come with both of these pursuits. You may be... Continue Reading →
Writing Erickson - Adventure + Writing Blog 