You know when you’re stressed and you can’t quite talk about whatever all your stressed about right in the moment of it? Well, I
Well, big surprise here, I bailed on Twitter again. Then I changed my mind. Then I bailed again. There was this alleged news story about
Well, here’s an update on those Gremlins. I was using the free versions of Grammarly and Ginger, both good grammar editing/correcting programs. With the free
I just found so many mistakes in a manuscript that I already corrected and published, that it’s making my head spin. I’m a good writer.
Carried Away Waiting for the carriage The Pumpkin Coach of Nod to the land that’s ever sleeping the Spring in its facade in cloaks
The Road November 1, 1996 There’s another lady in your life, Though she can never be your wife, With shoulders soft and curving lines, Oh,
“The idea, a long, long, time ago, was to be able to live decently, and create art. Everything after that was icing on the cake,
I’m continuing on with the final edits of the next book, having lost about a week to errands, appointments, life stuff. I’m fighting various pains,
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
How many poems constitutes “a lot” of poems? Sometime last year I began trying to wrangle my poems into some kind of order, all my
Toad the Wet Sprocket. Music from the 1990s, classified as Alternative Rock, and Grunge. I’m listening to it again and it’s speaking to me
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
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.
Keep these sacred cows, for meat, for milk, for skins, for leather jackets on a Saturday night, for cowboy boots, for moccasins, for baby shoes,
This isn’t what I was going to write about today. I was going to write about dreams, about thinking positive, being happy, and dreaming bigger.
I have a new motto. For some years now my motto has been, “Get up. Go on.” It is a good and fine motto. There
I’ve re-started a Tumblr page, and I’ve created a companion page to this page. The goal is, to keep what is good, to focus on
I’m exploring ideas of solitude. Not complete solitude, but I’ve realized I’ve always rather enjoyed my own company. I also like going places with just
This implies that I smoke cigarettes. I don’t. I value my lungs. I used to smoke cigarettes, and I was excellent at it. Here’s the
So, let’s talk about this book for a minute, “Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah” by Richard Bach. I read this book when I
This is how I spread my wings, on four winds in mournful sigh, this is how I live my dreams, this is how I fly,
BOC is one of my favorite bands. I wouldn’t know where to begin to tell of the impact and influence this music has had on
Do you have monsters? Apparently I had a lot of monsters I didn’t even know I had. Some of them were political, some of them
“To thine own self, be true.” Polonious, in Hamlet by William Shakespeare Be true to yourself Never tell everything you know. My “heroes” have