“A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.” ~ Virginia Woolf I am operating on less than four hours of sleep and less than six hours of me time for the whole week. I feel edgy and my skin crawls from lack of recovery [...]
Summer seems a time of brevity, levity and love. My heart and intellect could not stand an outpouring of researched writing this week so something different… a poem; in this case, liquid words of summer sentiment. Enjoy the beauty and life-filled images of the season. :) Love Past loves swarm and circle-buzz the air: The [...]
Did you look both ways??? Where I live used to be a turkey farm. I can’t remember who told me that, but the trivia made it to long-term memory because the name of the turkey homestead was Elwell Farm. Coincidentally, I grew up in a country village (too small to be a suburb) in [...]
It’s midnight and my eleven year old son, Bryce, and I are camping out on my dad’s property. It’s not ideal camping weather. There’s a chance of a storm and the thermometer hovers around 45 degrees. The plump air mattress under our two-man tent uses up a precious four inches of floor to ceiling space. Bryce [...]
I did not paint this. I just wish I did.:) "The object of painting a picture is not to make a picture... The object, which is back of every true work of art, is the attainment of a state of being, a high state of functioning, a more than ordinary moment of existence." Robert [...]
Woody Harrelson all natural. Who knew Woody Harrelson wrote poetry? I didn’t, until recently when I ran across his poem, Alien Creature, and this line of clarity: I feel like a run-on sentence in a punctuation crazy world. Me too. When do we get to free-write through life with our modifiers dangling, [...]
