the world & words of a new york city writer

gretchen is a writer in new york city

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humans disenchant me

I’m looking forward to shifting from a position that isn’t as “media heavy” as my current day job and into more of a behind-the-scenes writer gig. As I state time and time again, newspapers make me sick. I don’t mean that in a symbolic way, they physically make me throw up, shed tears, and have all other sorts of negative reactions.

I stand by my belief that the real purpose of life is love spreading. Do the best you can to love the planet, the creatures roaming it, and genuinely be a decent person. As I’m smacked daily with various media doses of death, destruction, or threats there of… I cannot care any less of the supposed “cause” behind such horrors. One simple question continuously floats to the front of my mind.

What the FUCK is wrong with people?

The only thing more amazing than how utterly fucked a minority of humans are is the way these humans attempt to validate their fucked-ness via religion, politics, cultural differences, race, gender, money, power, or whatever else they can invent on the day.

I understand that the more I leach onto various negativities, the more I damage myself and my soul purpose of lighting up wherever I can reach. I find that when I come across people passionate for a cause, whether it’s human/animal rights, personal freedoms, or political democracy (for example) – something I fail to connect with is the direction of their dismay. “We hate the government because…” “We hate terrorists because…” “We hate corporations because…”

Behind every direction of angst is one common factor. HUMANS.

I do not identify as a misanthrope because I understand that a majority of humans live their life in attempt to do right and are quite beautiful. I also believe we all come from one source. The latter of these two concepts obviously being much more difficult to manage.

I need to hide in New York City for awhile with no understanding of anything outside of Art.

Not long to go…

light at the end of one tunnel. five weeks.

Life is a series of tunnels. I don’t think it’s about the light at the end of one tunnel per se, I reckon we all swim through a number of interlocked tunnel-ways with intermittent breaks of light along the way.

New York City is basically a fire-y comet that has a few of my tunnels on flaming at the moment.

The result of this remains to be a bit of, “Ummm… for real?” Continue reading

the official countdown

G’day gorgeous collection of cult

19 days. In 19 days, the soles of my feet will be on New York City soil. Unlike the other three trips that I have taken since October 2009 running around hollering, “COME ON! Someone… ANYONE!… Give me a JOB so I can finish my novel!”

I have a job… I have a soul circle chairperson with a cozy couch waiting and a pair of keys to his apartment cut that jangle in my handbag whenever I’m out and about… I have a vision blog family. Continue reading

poetry: volume two

Officially publishing this today has had an indescribable effect on me. I feel somewhat solemn. Last year when I published Poetry: Volume one in New York City, there was champagne and celebrations. Right now the puppies are asleep in my lap, so it’s equally as wonderful – simply a different sort.

I imagine I’ll feel excited about it at some stage. In the meantime, for those of you interested in adding me to your bookshelf…


one more sleep for good measure

The good thing about being the Writer / Editor / Formatter / Publisher of your own book is you are the also the only shot caller when it comes to deadlines. Therefore, I hereby postpone Poetry: Volume Two publication for one more day. Continue reading

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