35th Birthday
This year marked the passing of my 35 years of existence on this little blue ball. It’s been a wild ride, tha’ts for sure. I’ve been experiencing pangs around this one. Pangs of the not-married, don’t-have-children, haven’t-opened-my-business variety. I feel the distinctive loss of frailty. The loss of ignorance. If I... [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...]
Lady Promise
. I wanted to thank Promise for letting me take over her blog for a bit. Some of you might be wondering where Promise is or why she hasn’t posted. In a word, life. I’ll let her explain more when she wants to. Promise does things in her own time. Promise is the proudest Red Head I’ve ever known. Promise has a keen eye. Promise... [Read more...]
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...]
