Munky MindJ. Parrish Lewis was born and raised in Maryland. In his youth there, he and his brother had many adventures in the dogwood forests near his home. His nostalgia for these adventures has strongly influenced his characters, their relationships, and their perspective on the world they inhabit. He moved to California’s coast to earn his degree in communications and now lives with his family in the San Joaquin Valley. Lewis is profoundly deaf and uses American Sign Language to communicate. He enjoys hazelnut coffee, captioned movies, and walking his dog.
I started off the year wanting to make this a year well-spent in terms of improving how I use my free time, as well as how I reduce the level of stress that I have to deal with. Not that I have an extraordinary amount of stress, it’s just mostly normal stuff about life, but…
My wife, out of the blue today, said: “I think we made it through the video game detox.” Right away, I knew what she was talking about and that she was right. It was a happy moment, and hopefully there won’t be a “retox.” For years, our kids would only have video game time once…
I have only left the United States once in my life, to visit Canada. While I’ve definitely got plenty of interest in seeing parts of the world, I don’t have any desire to spend an excessive amount of money to fly over to any of these places by plane. I’m sure this has a lot…
I have a tendency to stop myself from writing posts simply because of my Inner Critic, who says “does anyone really want to read about that topic?” or “I think it’s been said already, and better. Stick to fiction.” I should at least be grateful on some level that my Inner Critic, who’s half a…
Approximately 20 years ago, I discovered the joys of sweet coffee. An American explorer trudging across the vast … sidewalks of Monterey. As I poured an avalanche of sugar into my coffee cup at the Golden West (where now resides a less-personable Denny’s), my eyes perked. My taste buds tingled. This was a gift from…
Yesterday mama and Daddy took me skating. i got 5th place in rollerblading. Daddy let me play machine hockey. [Monkey] won the game. I like rollerblading because you go fast. Mama took me because she wants me to use my roller blades. -Cricket, Age 8 ————— Note: Spelling has been corrected for purposes of clarity,…
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Sons playing a game, even if they’re misunderstanding the rules. The beginnings of Thanksgiving meal’s mouth-watering scents coming from the kitchen. Full hearts. Hands in hands. Wife and daughter, smiling and chatting like conspirators with pie. A warm dog breathing on my knee, hunkered down. In, out. In, out. My far-flung family, and newly arrived family,…
By J. Parrish Lewis remember when we muddied our elbows and knees, crawling through the creek? we kept our eyes trained for the enemy. we built forts above and below and sometimes in between we saw eyes staring out of sewers and imagined monsters it was probably only imagination because imagination plays and plays it…
