It’s a big decision to relaunch a book, yet it really made sense. If not now when? I felt the book deserved another chance, sort of a last hurrah, although neither the novel or I plan on going anywhere. The story is still relevant today, about a woman facing seemingly insurmountable odds. It happens in […]
This poem was published by the Muddy River Poetry Review in their Spring Issue JAMES WEBB SPACE TELESCOPE A flash, an explosion and the trip begins. Off to find the morning of the universe, when the world was diapered against exploding stars. Black holes filled with empty darkness, memories of a big bang before everything […]
We need to be thankful to make our day complete Many big things are often mentioned health, family, friends But so many people don’t have these for what should they give thanks? A walk in a neighborhood where there is no gunshot speaking a grievance that is heard and respected a hand extended when they […]
This is a blog about life and writing but it’s impossible to ignore world events. Nobody is going to be able to explain away the chaos happening now with the evacuations. Leaving was not an easy decision and the consequences are even harder, but I agree and understand why it finally had to be done. […]
In Jack Grapes’ Method of Writing class, taking a car wash has nothing to do with your automobile, It refers to reading the work of a writer or poet and letting their words wash over you, steeping yourself in their ideas and essence. Then you do your own work, not mimicking the other writer, but […]
It’s been a long hard year and a half. I got through it all by watching Schitt’s Creek and writing poetry. Not at the same time of course. But the two occupations fed my funnybone and my creative juices. Poetry, for me, is more direct and spontaneous than writing fiction. I don’t have to stop […]
10/19/19 He sits in his office, looking down at the world, grunting orders, hearing nothing He sits in his office, ignoring the cries of the world, scarfing burgers, feeling nothing He sits in his office, surfing the dials, understanding nothing What is this, not a man, not animal, vegetable or mineral Who is this, not […]
When your mind is blank, your juice is dried up and yet you still yearn to write, it’s time to go back to basics. Back to a writing class, one that’s a bit off the wall, but solid on process. There’s a progression of processes you must adhere to, follow and hopefully, presto you’re back […]
