You know it’s starting to be pretty serious once I start firing up two laptops.
Yesterday as I click clacked I couldn’t help but say to myself… something is missing. I know I wrote a piece that should fit here, and a piece that goes there.
Cue laptop number two.
I am Queen Unorganized when it comes to computer files. I can flip the pages of any old inky notebook and revisit creative moments with the tips of my fingers. Typing is so different. Save here, file there. I’m shocking when it comes to keeping track of it all. Because being organized isn’t what I’m great at… writing… that’s my thing.
We’ve covered this. (more…)
Approaching the end of week one of my holiday, I understand why I need at least two weeks off for a segment of life to legitimately be considered “time off”.
Leave me in the forest for an adequate amount of time… and new words take shape…
a(way) to remember
you know. i had this
touch. like it could be a…
he… inside an ambiguous
state. say that there is no
sort of… gender… type…
as if one collective rose
above; while i dreamt. (more…)
Isn’t your heart still mine? I want to cry sometimes.
Namaste blog tribe
How much do we all miss Queen Aaliyah? For real.
I’ve been on holiday for five days, official. I’m booking my ass off. Reading fictional verse leaves me reflecting on the feint lover collective I have experienced over the past 36-months. Because after all, Novel is based on torment of the heart.
As an Artist, shagging is irrelevant when it comes to lovers. My heart has been stolen and chewed by a countless amount of strangers who I never slept with. But boy… did we have an amazing time, or three.
I don’t want to let you know that it’s killing me… I know you’ve got another life, you’ve got to concentrate -baby…
I made it through a collection of chapters today. Around 12,000 words. This is the important part I think. (more…)
Namaste blog tribe
It’s been a hot minute… I’ve been hiding out. I’m actually at the tail-end of yet another hideous break-up. I don’t think relationships ever end well. I cringe when people say, “We aren’t together anymore, but we’re still really close.”
No you aren’t.
If you were once with someone, really with them – you know – in that, “The sun can’t set until I kiss you,” sort of way; it doesn’t end well. Friendships aren’t allowed.
Some people think this is an immature approach. I, on the other hand, think holding onto a has-been relationship just because you shagged someone is immature. Let it go. Move on.
And that is what I continue to do.
My two week holiday of nothing-ness is officially in full effect and I could not be more pleased. There will be short stories on the way – perhaps a poem or two. Considering that I literally have entire days to focus on things like this web-world I’ve built and that book I’m still scribbling, I’m looking forward to a productive time.
Man, you know you’re getting up there when you want your vacation to be “productive”. Did I really just say that? (more…)