if you’re not in new york, you’re camping out

October 26, 2014 Posted by gretchen

IMG_4808I read quote this morning while scrolling my Twitter feed, sipping hot pumpkin coffee, getting ready to break into another wonderful autumn day of BOOK.

“If you’re not in New York, you’re camping out.” – Thomas E. Dewey.

I couldn’t agree with this more. Particularly in reference to America-land. Although I must say, the decade I spent living in Australia was a bit like camping out. And, minus the hideous husband creature spitting lies every day, I loved it.

But to me, living on an island of 22 million people, compared to a country with roughly 300 million more people… that impacts the camp-factor.

Never the less, as I briefly mentioned the other day, country’s been on my mind. There really aren’t many things I love more than New York City. I could name a couple. Change, for example, is something that’s always been critical to me.

I believe we live many lives, I also think these lives are quite short. And while I’ve had crap stuff happen to me, along with the best of us, I somehow stay hungry for life. Change, to me, is a critical part of life.IMG_4925

Maybe it’s because, unlike my four siblings who were moved around a bit, I essentially grew up in one place. Went through one set of schools with the same group of crap kids. Worked the same job through High School. Went to college and did radio day in and day out, which was cool – alas, same.

Getting to New York City was a task. Being there this time through was a blessing, I adored every drippy second – even the ones dipped in depression over my first divorce.

We’re field tripping to Maine in a week, blog-family. My life is upside down and inside out right now, and my Novel is spilling easier than ever. My father actually commented on how fast I was typing yesterday.

So back to it… New York City, I love you and thank you for delivering everything exactly as you promised… particularly, book.

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on a scale of one to quiet… shhhh.

October 24, 2014 Posted by gretchen

Namaste international love tribe

My job concluded last week. This all happened very hush-like, I don’t like to make a big IMG_4791deal about certain things. Particularly not things in the land of survive. I had a wonderful Writer job that I outgrew, now I’m going on to the next one…

That brings me back. Once upon a time, I fell in love, again.

The last week has been very flavorful which is why I fell a bit quiet. The summary of all occurrences is as follows:

1. I’m in between jobs.

2. I have more time to work on my book than I’ve had since getting back from Australia for a bit.

3. I might be moving out of the city into country land.

4. Perhaps not…

5. Book. (more…)

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six foot Seven foot Eight Foot PUNCH

October 15, 2014 Posted by gretchen

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i dreamt. another.

October 13, 2014 Posted by gretchen

i dreamt. another.

he had a way. to push my sharp edges
like i had. never been touched prior. like
we could agree on a place off ledges.
we found somewhere warm. i became. a kite.
i walked on clouds and stomped out past. i kicked
an inside out style to redefine. i
twisted, tied and tore ways of being sick.
i counted who heard smiles and who heard cry.
my fingertips curled to lack of feeling.
a prior belief; of knowing a touch.
he spoke my full name, sending me reeling.
have you ever used words to express much?
something in my body restructured. faith.
devour logic. the comfort it craves.

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involuntary catch

October 12, 2014 Posted by gretchen

involuntary catch

every fist. unidentifiable.
i let hands grab this nothing that ever
attempted to act like we were try-able.
my permanent gift is accept never.
i mean. please. hush. cut. outside. solution. (more…)

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