J.G.C. Wise (formerly Josh Cacopardo) has been on staff with The Curator since 2009, and also writes occasionally for GenerationQ. His first literary love was poetry, which gave way to songwriting and performing at various clubs around New York and Brooklyn. Though he will always have a soft spot in his heart for verse, Josh retired from performing in 2010 to focus more specifically on writing fiction. Since 2004, he has authored two novel manuscripts, which he hopes to have published one day, as well as numerous short stories and articles. His literary interests primarily include fairy tales, historical fiction, English classics, creative non-fiction, and religious non-fiction. When he's not writing, Josh spends his time as an amateur mixologist, photographer, quilter, and confidante. He lives in Brooklyn, NY with his amazing wife, Stephanie.
Perhaps the thing that makes a fairy tale different from its cousins is the fairy tale voice; that strange and varied tone that hints at a childish audience despite the fact that the story most likely wouldn’t be understood by anyone so young as that.
For those who’ve forgotten, and those who never knew, just some of the rich, diverse, and beautiful history of a holiday that has, over two thousand years, quietly crept up upon the others to be one of the most celebrated occasions around the globe. Here’s to remembering why.
By the time you read this, the name Joshua Cacopardo will be no more.
The pen, it seems, may slay the mighty sword, but it doesn’t hold up very well against a matrix of plastic squares with letters printed on them.
The government finds itself much closer to a First Amendment violation now than it was when churches were merely indulging in that same Amendment’s provision for the free expression of religion.
The question sought to bring to light what is different about Christian organizations. According to the responses, nothing.
My order complete, I closed my browser window and picked up a chewed copy of Dracula, opening to a random page just in time for one of those whom I betrayed to come around the corner.
Crime can never be abolished by disregarding the criminal, but only by loving him, and there can be no love without forgiveness first.
I immediately clicked on the link and signed myself up for thirty masochistic days of sub-par plot lines and character development, forsaking all other people and duties in the name of I’m still not sure what.
There’s more to these brews than aesthetically-pleasing misspellings. Oktoberfest seasonal ales make up the sole reason to look forward to the doldrums of fall.