About ACFA Creative House
This is the About Page for ACFA Creative House. The Front Porch is where you get the lay of the land before you wander into the rest of the house.
Welcome to ACFA Creative House — a house with two distinct personalities. Zerovibe.
This isn’t a tidy little lane pretending to be all things to all people. It’s a working house with different rooms doing different jobs. Built one roll of duct tape at a time while my husband runs an ongoing missing persons case for the T-square. He thinks it’s in the basement. I think it ascended.
About the Front Porch
The Front Porch is the landing page for ACFA Creative House — where you landed with a hard thud, blinked twice, and tried to figure out what kind of place this is before wandering deeper into the house.
The Front Porch isn’t the work. It’s the pause before it. The place where you decide which door to open — or whether you’re even staying. The Porch exists so you don’t have to guess.
Two main doors from here. Pick one.
Porch Journal is my side of the house. This is where the writing lives — field notes, process notes, short essays, porch talk, and whatever sharp thought didn’t feel like being polite for comfort. Materials, decisions, humor, mistakes, and lived experience all show up here. Nothing dressed up. Nothing sanded smooth.
Engineer’s Corner is his space. Just because he bugs me so much about his thoughts that I decided, fine you get your lane. I get mine. This is where his poetry, verse, and longer stories reside. Different rhythm, different wiring. Sometimes mathematical, sometimes wandering. Always intentional.
If you want to know who’s behind the work, you can read the Authors’ Bio.
There’s no “right” way through this place. Start anywhere. Linger. Backtrack. Switch rooms. The Gallery keeps the visual record. Fast Lane is there if you’re just grabbing something and leaving — but just a reminder, you’d still end up with me as the greeter at the front door. Just so you know.
Art doesn’t owe comfort.
Readers owe themselves discernment.