#Love

Jeff Monday

Ambiguity and the Art of Researching the Truth

here’s a meme that a friend posted that I want to talk about. You’ve seen it. There’s two guys looking at a figure on the ground. One of...

Jeff Monday

An Open Letter to Myself.

The world is changing. And it's changing rapidly. We can stare at our phones/tablets/tvs and see it happening in real time. We see the...

Jeff Monday

Wanted: Elders

It's nothing new. It happens all the time. I've done it. You've done it. Our parents have definitely done it. As long as there has been a...

Jeff Monday

Love is a Many-Splendored Battlefield

The very first book I self-published, oh those many years ago, was a love story. Well, it was a horror story but it was really about...

Jeff Monday

Writing through the pain

Writing, like any art form, gives substance to our feelings. Art is emotion made solid. Whether a painting, a song or a story, we feel...

Jeff Monday

Day Heart vs. Night Heart

The night was humid and the air thick, as heavy as my thoughts. I stepped outside, escaping our claustrophobic apartment, preferring the...

Jeff Monday

Armageddon Eyes

The end of the world is in your eyes. I see it. I see Armageddon reflected back at me. All the rage and hurt and confusion right there. ...

Jeff Monday

The Saddest Cloud

“Aw. Look at that one!” I pointed up and to my left. Danny tilted his head, resting it against my shoulder. We were lying on our backs...