Tag Archives: Live Your Life in a Crap Free Zone
Asking Why, Not Expecting Answers
I’m asking why, not expecting answers. I’m Ethan Holmes. Yes, I’m weird. Yes, I have strange thoughts running through my head. These are things that cross my brain when the traffic in my head slows down. Why does it take … Continue reading
A Gluten Free Blog
The other day I was in a grocery store and I almost spit my gluten free muffin all over the store shelf. You see, I was looking for some baking powder, you know, the one without the aluminum in it. … Continue reading
Chasing After Stupid
Stupid is what cuts it out there and I suddenly realize I have to go chasing after stupid if I ever hope to realize any substantial success as a writer/author. I used to say that, as a writer, I hoped … Continue reading
Thanksgiving Instructions from Ethan Holmes
Happy Thanksgiving! As usual, I am spending Thanksgiving alone. Many of you are privileged enough to spend yours with family and friends. So I thought it would be an opportune time to give you some ‘instructions’ about how to spend … Continue reading
Ethan Holmes Says ‘Wear Clean Underwear’
“Wear clean underwear folks, because governments on all levels, businesses and internet trolls are poking around where they shouldn’t be poking. A few examples; For $500 the TSA will gladly maul, manhandle and otherwise probe portions of your body … Continue reading
The Lost Art of Conversation
My latest release, the well-received Live Your Life In A Crap Free Zone, is a humorous and, dare I say, witty look at how much crap we all have in our lives and how vigorously we strive to share all … Continue reading
Playing With Marbles; A Writer’s Imagination
I still have all my marbles. I know, because they’re in two jars sitting in a box somewhere in what I refer to as my storage room. (Read; a room I should be sleeping in that, instead, houses my ‘stuff’.) … Continue reading
Ethan Holmes Declares a Day of No Fear
I believe that fear is the single most influential factor in the choices we make in life. As a dyed-in-the-wool, true blue romantic, I want to say it’s love; but it’s not. It’s fear; fear that we will fail, fear … Continue reading