https://youtu.be/N-aK6JnyFmk I'm about to put the page numbers to the table of contents on the book, completing work on the interior of the manuscript. After that, I've just got to get the cover design situated. As I've taken breaks from editing, I've been watching a documentary, "Echo in the Canyon," on Netflix about the… Continue reading Echo in the Canyon
There are, I believe, pivotal moments in every life. This idea is one that has been much explored in literature, philosophy, art. What a blessing it is, I think, to be gifted with self-awareness in such moments, to be able to feel the subtle shift in the energy of the universe. Of course, sometimes that… Continue reading A Subtle Shift in the Light
We barely broke eighty degrees here today. There are still some ninety-degree temperatures predicted into the middle of the month, but today Summer officially began to fade. It was windy the first part of the day, settling into a nice breeze this evening. The night air is noticeably cooler, Autumn is set to arrive. I've… Continue reading The New Book: Magdalene Aubergine
Still there are the Moon and the Stars the light of the night to know where we are under the same sky and everything else is the blink of an eye time everlasting passing us by. 6/28/18 TS
Here we are, can you believe it, going into September. Where does the time go? I'm still reading Carl Sandburg's big book of Abraham Lincoln. I've no words adequate to do it justice. There is no doubt that the United States would not still exist, our Constitution would not have been preserved, were it not… Continue reading When Half-Gods Go
The Last Time We Visited Aldera Dune by Teri Skultety, copyright 2018, all rights reserved The last time we visited Aldera Dune, it was to watch the world die. The moons of Rionnata glowed with radiation in the distance. One purple, one iridescent green, one a golden orb. All like magic charms… Continue reading The Last Time We Visited Aldera Dune
It’s Me, Pearl. An Ode to Janis Joplin It’s never me, it’s you, except that it’s always me, it has never not been me, it has never not been some glaring inadequacy of me, when at my best, it was me, unintentionally, making everyone else feel bad, about whatever they weren’t, because my own inadequacies… Continue reading It’s Me, Pearl.