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Now and again I'm allowed to venture out among normal people and talk to them about the things they do and think about. It seems I do myself a disservice by only engaging in shop talk with like minded people. I mean, what's the point of all of this preaching to the...

I've joined a gym. This is probably not the most provocative way to start a blog post. If you stop reading now I will understand. I mean, I'm supposed to GRAB YOUR ATTENTION in the first sentence. There has to be a hook.  A reason for you to look up from twitter or...

I am trying to write one true sentence. The truest sentence I know. Trying to write what I know and see and hear and do. Not to describe.  But it is, indeed, difficult to come upon the past as if it was now and write it as if it hadn't already happened. How do I tell...

So I'm clicking through my blog post drafts trying to see if something clever catches my eye and it seems I'm really good at coming up with nifty titles, but the posts themselves are empty and I'm left to wonder WHY DID I NOT FUCKING WRITE THE BRILLIANT SHIT THAT WAS...

After 16 months execution free, Virginia is scheduled to kill Robert Gleason, Jr. tomorrow.  Mr. Gleason was sentenced to life in prison for the 2008 shooting death of a man in Amherst County, Virginia, in order to cover up a meth ring. While in prison, he killed two...

So I started last year with the best intentions, write more eat better drink more water. I failed on every count. Every single one. The only thing I did not fail to do is - no, strike that, I sucked at that too. So yeah, no. I did not accomplish any of the higher than...

I've not been keeping up with the trends these days. Apparently people are talking about what a waste of time and money it is to go to law school and law professors are having a field day writing all sorts of crap they get paid to think about. I am not gonna lie, I...

This evening's substantive post (and by substance I simply mean not writing about my writer's block. Don't expect to actually learn anything tonight) is inspired by one of my all time favorite books, Alice in Wonderland: "Would you tell me, please, which way I ought...

Oh Mirriam, we are so tired of you talking about your writer's block. It's so boring - enough already. Can you not move on and, you know, bitch about the government or the death penalty or how poorly people are raising their children?  Well, sure I feel like someday...

Some days this gig is just a job, but most days it feels like a compulsion. It's still easy, after all these years, to feel self-righteous and view this thing we do as a calling, but today I wanted to see what others had to say about just that.  I mean, is there...

If I had a dollar every time someone said to me "you must have some interesting stories" I'd have a whole lotta dollars. Probably like 20. Or maybe even 30. Oddly enough, I never tell anyone any of my stories. They are too personal and, for those of you criminal...