Category Archives: WRITING

In studying Ethics, it is obvious that honesty and fairness are relatives, but reason rules. In art and in its dealings with aspiring painters, writers, sculpters, photographers and creative outpouring of any sort at all, I wonder how big a … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I am waffling back and forth as usual on my writing, though it is obvious I must cut back the time spent in this single area.  Facing facts of life and looking deep within the basket I hold before me, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It’s tough being a blog. What you start out as is never what you grow up to be.  Writing was the theme of Spinning back in 2003, but personal journaling became a part of it as both an exercise in … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Putting off dying, as much as real living.  Just walking and stopping and standing still looking around.  Ideas fly by like elephants with wings; are caught, inspected, and stored safe away.  Can’t plan nothin’ ’cause there’s too much to do.  … Continue reading → Continue reading →

He walks into my kitchen looking seven days worse than last week.  The fingers, long and ghostly white, tissue paper wrapped on bone.  Back bent and shoulders hunching forward.  It helps the pain, I think, of looking anyone in the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Grey sky grumbles thunder, black cloud furrowed brows above eyes flashing in anger.  Discontent, frustration give way to tears of rain. Continue reading →

This is just too funny.  A customer just left the shop and we’d just talked briefly but she said that I’m always so "bubbly."  Now the last thing I could ever be traited with is "bubbly."  Anyone who knows me … Continue reading → Continue reading →

It doesn’t really worry me since in the end, I think it doesn’t matter.  It’s just that I’m having a hard time going back to revise and edit at least two of my recent pieces or even open up the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

One of the finest writers on the weblog circuit is Ellie at This is My Body, This is My Blood.  She is a published author and her style is one of honesty struck through with humor and sensitivity that reaches … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Bad poetry aside (I never bother longer than a day to rewrite poetry since it is only a release in which I think I’m cleverly hiding feelings beneath metaphor and thus eliminating some at least of the woe-is-me posts), I … Continue reading → Continue reading →