I've been awake a lot during my trip to the States. I have been trying to take advantage of three things that I am most fortunate to have/do at the moment which include: 1. Time to Write 2. Being with US tribal members 3. Playing in NYC The nights spent in the house I grew up in bring back odd memories when I'm creeping around at 3am trying not to make any noise. Like how to tilt the door when you close it so it doesn't creek and how much weight...
Those were the words of encouragement from my father yesterday when he walked past while I was banging away at keys. LOL! He got one thing right though, I'm working hard. Writing fourteen hours a day. So at least I'm having a good time... I've been working on strengthening the protagonist in my thriller script... and I'm still writing sonnets. I'm also kind of blown away by the feedback from the poem I posted yesterday. In roughly 24 hours it...
At this exact moment I am eyeing a pile of printed out pages to my right entailing script material to edit and a blue-inked writing book to my left. Although I feel compelled to grab the writing book and spill ink... I am going to edit today. (BOO!) I came across a collection of books at my parents' house that belonged to my Great Grandfather on my father's side whose name is Henry Potter (hear that JK?). I thought it was funny that I named my...
I have learned in the past 24 hours from a collection of Australian tribal members that New Years was filled with laughter, cheers, a few cocktails, and a couple of clouds over the blue moon... So today I am posting a photo of my view of the moon shortly before one of the first 2010s was counting down across the globe... A few days into the year... it's slowly all starting to seep in.... After looking at this photograph today and nearly having...
Ok so technically today is 1 January 2010 because new year's eve just ended according to my body clock. That's my story... I'm sticking to it... Happy New Year! Once upon a time a New Year's eve celebration began with my special glass and a rainbow of beverages. I vaguely recall the ball dropping, discussing Kathy's plastic surgery, and eating this delicious desert in a small room with a collection of my favorite people. A few hours after that...