a moment

To Be Happy

I’ve been exceptionally busy lately with no end to that in sight. I haven’t done any writing or editing in at least a week. So it goes sometimes. I was taking something of an unintentional “moment” as it were anyway, to catch my metaphorical breath. I follow Architectural Digest on […]

Love

  I need to believe in the world, in every good, great, beautiful, peaceful, loving, amazing, part of the world. In kindness, in dignity, honor, self-respect, respect for others, in what is decent, in manners, in grace, in hope, in trust. I need to believe in summer days, the sun […]

Undone

The other day, in promoting my vampire novel, I posted links to chapter excerpts. In reading through those excerpts again myself, I noticed places where the sentences could use tightening. I noticed places where I want to replace commas with periods. In reading one of my own stories earlier today, […]

Be In Love With Your Life

I took about a two-week break from working on anything at all writing wise and that was about as much of a break from writing as I could manage. As for what I’m working on, the thing about that is that it doesn’t matter, until the work is completed. There […]

The Society of Classical Poets.

The Society of Classical Poets, of which I am a member, was kind enough to republish one of my poems, “The Harvest.” I’m honored to be included. I think that their efforts promoting classical poetry are commendable and wonderful, a really cool thing. If you enjoy poetry, you should check […]

In The Lingering of November

Almost December, I wonder what it will bring with it, however much I try not to. I think about the things we think we always wanted, the ones we got, and the ones that got away, in the middle of the day, in the glaring light of dawn, in the […]

Maybelline Raven and The Wolf.

The year is 1762. Maybelline Raven is waiting patiently along the banks of the Mississippi River for the return of her husband so they may venture north, with their children. When the people of the village begin to perish after Maybelline is attacked, it is feared that a wolf is […]

Saint Joan

I’ve fallen in love with the work of Joan Didion. Her observations on life, her dealings with grief, with the death of both her husband and her daughter within two years of one another, her belief in the value of introspection, of sorting ones own thoughts, arranging them in a […]

Let It Ride

Currently editing and proofreading “Gold Mine” for publication sometime before the end of the year.   Let it Ride April 2008 Let’s blur the edges, Break the rules, Drink coffee at midnight, Rye at dawn, Let’s stay awake to solve some mystery, Or write one. Paint a picture, Throw stones […]

Meaningful

I believe that love fights for the meaningful, for depth and matter, in a world that seems to strive to be no deeper than the flat surface of a mirror, the centimeters of a puddle on the sidewalk. On one hand, things are only things and we are just passing […]

It Is Still Beautiful. Chris Cornell.

Grunge is the music that my generation created, whether the label of “grunge” is one that was met with approval or acceptance or not. Passionately philosophically divested in many ways from the heavy metal and “pretty” hair bands and glam bands of the heyday of “sex, drugs, and rock and […]

An Unraveled Hem, Joan Didion

I’ve kept some kind of a notebook, or journal, since junior high. Thankfully, the majority of them have gone the way of the wind. I suppose that’s a nice way of saying that I destroyed them at one time or another. I recall erasing every word one January, in some […]

Red Line Wine, Available Now!

Red Line Wine, Selected poetry and prose, 1977-1996. This is the lightning in a bottle of my youth. I hope that you enjoy these poems and pieces of prose. You may read a few of them here, listed below.Β  ~ Thank you for reading! ~ T.S. Endings Black Boots Believe […]

Journey With My Heart

Do you know what we have? Something that time will never touch, distance is no match for it, we are lucky to have it as such. Something simple, yet misunderstood, in all of its honesty, around my life I wear the pearls, of wisdom, learned from its rarity. Diamonds look […]

The Cafe’ New Orleans.

The CafΓ© New Orleans May, 1996 It was the kind of morning that I love, the sky, a mix of cold greys and steely blues, a chill in the air and the smell of rain. I was sitting at the counter reading a newspaper, one of the last ones still […]

You Could Tell I Was No Debutante…

  I’ve spent a lot of time in restaurants, coffee shops, diners. I’ve always been a Blondie fan, and of this song in particular. When I met you in the restaurant… I’ll have a cup of tea… It rained here tonight, last night. It’s way after midnight. Things, aren’t always […]