Tobas Writes Your Life


This is what just three does. A small bit really, in the grand scheme of things. But here’s the thing, no one knows. I’m fighting this on my own because I don’t dare tell anyone…

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I don’t know what to put here. I want to tell myself what I already know. I want to warn myself of the future me that awaits me. But what good does it do? Nothing.


it’s not that complicated. just take the words that are forming in your head and hit the corresponding keys. I think, and I think, and I think. Once I get about two or three sentences…

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So today was not a good day. On the outside it was fine. Work went smoothly, traffic was actually very kind on the commute home, and I managed to pull myself up and get to…

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Not So Fast.

I don’t know why I was ever under the impression that age would somehow blunt the whole ‘getting carried away with emotions’ thing. It clearly hasn’t. Anyway, slow and steady. And communicate. I have the…

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Gun Jumper

Let me revise my earlier statement. I don’t quite think I’m ready to love again. Or be loved really. It’s asking for a whole heap of disappointment and heartbreak and I’ve had enough of that…

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So Far.

So I’ve been writing. No, really. Just not here, which seems silly no? I’ve been writing comic book/graphic novel reviews mostly, and infrequently at that. It’s been over ten years since I started writing things…

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