Pen to Page

I tried something new today, I took a stab at poetry. I'm more of a prose guy myself, but a good friend of mine sent me a poem to read, The Stranger by Charles Bukowski. After reading I felt the sudden and profound inspiration from one of the greats, and I put my pen to page (or more like my finger to keyboard). While my other pieces are in the works, I decided to post my poem! Enjoy, and subscribe for more great content! Stuck   By Nate Orecchio   Stuck   By Nate Orecchio   Line by line I write Not thinking, not breathing, just feeling Feeling, the only thing illuminating the night A light post to the street I walk Steps fall on solid ground The rest of life swirls around like a washing machine Could it be, this world I’m in, The very thing which makes me glim Which sucks away my breath The only solace found in death Or is my world one which doesn’t exist to most It lies on top like dust on an old wardrobe Me, a particle caught between the two Collecting more dust ...

  How Cooking has Made me a Better Writer   I just finished a lovely brunch with a few coworkers and as we were stuffing our stomachs with mimosas and benedicts and talking about the latest work gossip, life, and who’s dating who I felt something beautiful in the moment. As I was driving home, back to the coziness of my room/office, I was thinking about what I would write next for my blog. I’ve been working on story beats for my work in progress, but I was also thinking about pieces to keep the blog fresh, and that’s when it hit me. There is so much that food and the dining experience has taught me about myself, human relations, and interestingly, writing.             Food, cooking, and dining has a profoundly emotional and experiential tug on our hearts and the preferences we develop over time are affected by nostalgia and other factors which are primarily experiential. This is probably nothing new to anyone and ther...