Jim Stitzel
Jack-of-All-Trades, Master of WordsExcerpts from Life
Church, Faith, and Returning to the Fold
I went to church today. The first time since April, and probably the first time in years -- and maybe ever -- I've gone solely for myself. Growing up as the pastor's kid, church attendance was mandatory. It was the same in college, where church attendance was...
More Than a Figment
There was a time when I thought my anxiety wasn't real, that it was a figment of my imagination, an emotional ghost conjured by my subconscious to cover up the other mental health issues I deal with on a daily basis. Having a psychology background I have a healthy...
Daily Routine – Grinding for XP
I got up this morning, took my meds like I'm supposed to, ate breakfast because my meds require it, started a load of laundry since it's that time in the week again. It's been a week since I started sleep treatments with my CPAP, and it's clear they have made a...
Fiction
The Field of Frost
The Field of Frost lay glistening in the early morning sunlight. Tiny crystals of ice floated through the air just above the knee-high grass and frozen flowers. Wisps of fog rolled across the Field in various places and made tiny rainbows as the sun played its light...
Electricity
I can’t survive without electricity. Like, it’s literally wired into my body. You see, I’m an android, and I need power to function. And since no one has been able to manufacture fully functional organic bodies yet, I’m wired up with old-fashioned electric power. I...
The Breakup Letter
I don't love you anymore. I'm sorry, but I think we both knew this was coming. I just don't feel we're compatible anymore, not since you went you into your cocoon and metamorphosed into whatever it is you are now. I'm human. You're... not. At least not anymore. I was...