The Holliday, and Other Stories

I'm working on "The Holliday", even though I said I wouldn't revisit it. I've realized I need to set pieces aside sometimes for longer than I normally would if there's something about it that's giving me fits, before I make a final decision. "The Holliday" is the western I wrote a few years ago, but... Continue Reading →

Writing Horror, Having Faith

I never thought I would write horror stories. This is something I've agonized over at times. One of the first pieces of long fiction that I managed to write to completion, was a story titled simply "Blue." It was about a girl, a young woman, who is going to visit her grandfather on a hilltop.... Continue Reading →

The Keeper

The Keeper A slow and steady flame, Does burn inside this heart, Though with it knowledge came, To rip my soul apart.   Of the garden fruit, I ate, And it hath digested me, I wondered out the gate, Eager to be free.   But the world I found out there, I could not understand,... Continue Reading →

Notre Dame is Burning

I've long wanted to visit Paris. Some years ago I began having dreams about the city. The dreams subsided but my interest in visiting did not. In recent years I'd resigned myself to thinking it would remain a lovely dream, perhaps a necessary one, but nothing more than that. While it remains possible that such... Continue Reading →

On a Serious Note

  I've been depressed for a while. What month is it? Midway through March? Yes, a while. I couldn't figure out why. I slipped into a funk sometime after the holidays. I couldn't put my finger on what's been at the root of bumming me out so much. None of my usual tricks for pulling... Continue Reading →

Enjoy Every Good Thing

Okay, two weeks into the new year, I have deleted my twitter account and, I won't be back on there. I was trying to think of it as a "necessary evil," but the truth is, it isn't necessary. It is the Tower of Babel. The more I thought about it, the more I realized it... Continue Reading →

Saying Goodbye to 2018

I'm going to begin this post with an excerpt from a writing of Joan Didion. I'm telling you this only so that you'll know that isn't to be the entirety of this post. "Some years passed, but I still did not lose the sense of wonder about New York. I began to cherish the loneliness... Continue Reading →

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 the twitter. This evening they... Continue Reading →

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 roll" of previous generations, the... Continue Reading →

I Believe.

Each moment that I live and breathe, I believe, Yes, I believe, In caterpillars and butterflies, In thunderstorms and clear blue skies, I believe in angels strong, who guard me when the night grows long And I believe in a love divine that lingers in this heart of mine, To heal my dreams and keep... Continue Reading →

Unlimited

Unlimited You know what a woman wants? A badass son of a bitch who can make the trip and still treat her like the most precious being on the planet. A man whoโ€™s really a gentleman, even if sometimes she doesnโ€™t act like much of a lady. She wants a proper rescue. She wants gallantry... Continue Reading →

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