Tom Robbins-how he warms my cockles so
Tom Robbins has been the guiding force of my literary imagination for as long as back as I can reme…..well, to be specific I was 19. I can’t recall how I came by a copy of Another Roadside Attraction, but I did, and it blew my tiny mind, to put it mildly. It was then, and remains now, the oldest, most worn out, rattiest, cover duct-taped,... [Read more...]
Um, better late than never? Happy Anniversary, MLP!
Wow, where on earth is Promise, eh? I haven’t been back, really back in the saddle of writing since early December. I probably shouldn’t tell you that, as you may not have noticed the HUUUGGEE gap (gulp) but since I missed my own damn anniversary, I thought I should get down on bended knees and freeakin APOLOGIZE. BABY, I’m sorry!... [Read more...]
Not enough time
There’s not enough time to fix it–to mend over the broken, ripped stitches.Or to make new, luminescent ones. There’s not enough words–I have to shout just so you will hear me, and even then, I’m abbreviating it so you will get the gist. There’s not enough ways to talk–talking brings on coughing, which brings... [Read more...]
Know thyself
knowing your own heart.It can be the roughest, strangest, most foreign terrain on Earth.And in Heaven. I am having the roughest time lately with UNDERSTANDING my own heart. What she wants. Where she goes. I feel a general fog around my path, that obscures even the simplest decisions. I used to SEE with a blaze of fire and insight. I could dance circles... [Read more...]
Wheels turn, waiting is over
I arise today with more resolution than a few days ago. I start my new job today, launching my brain, heart and body into a new vocation, hoping with all spiritual and emotional body that I’ve made a Good Choice.The boy decided as well,to move to LA, and his choices are his own, we’ll see what becomes of our brief meeting at the crossroads.... [Read more...]
