It’s been raining outside for the past few days and is supposed to rain all week. I love it. Everything is scented with that delicious, cool aroma that is completely inexplicable.
Imagine being able to stay inside, listening to the rain, with no where else to be, for days at a time…
I’ve written two poems in the past 24 hours Continue reading…
Today I am going to the beach. I will not be staring into space until my body pours poetry nor will I be finalizing script pages. Continue reading…
I think one of my problems with putting together some sort of anthology is that whenever I reach the time slot allocated
to ‘organizing’ writing… I get distracted and start writing poems for some reason. Continue reading…
I feel like a Mastercard commercial. Laptop blah blah dollars, airline tickets such and such, having people say you inspire them… priceless. Continue reading…
I am somewhere soaring at the moment…
Yesterday I mentioned my thing with tears. It made me think of a short story I wrote back in 2007… enjoy.
THE SILENCE OF LOVE
I have not spoken for nearly three years now, not since that day. Continue reading…
I’m pulled together. I had a few teary days and moderate brain malfunctioning… all sorted. I wonder if people are less emotional than me or just not as blatant about it. Continue reading…
My best friend is better than most best friends… I’m bias. We grew up five houses apart from each other and have
known each other for somewhere in the ballpark of 25 years… so she’s more of a fifth sister to me. Continue reading…
I have this 
thing about graveyards. Until I was about sixteen I just assumed everyone liked hanging out in cemeteries.When I first got my license the one thing more exciting than New York City being 75 miles away was the whole new range of graveyards to visit, wander around, write in, take photos at, etc…
I’d even go to the extent of saying I find cemeteries peaceful – especially ridiculously old ones. Continue reading…
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