Month: August 2009

I almost forgot about this. Too much wine earlier this evening. =)There is a blog post I'd like you to read by Myra McEntire. It is Wisdom for Writers. You'll see why when you get there, but if you haven't read it yet, go read it... now! Some very wise words from a talented writer.Thanks.

Okay folks, so the visualization exercise didn't work. Neither does meditation or anything else I've used in the past. Isn't this fun?It's 3AM and my foot is asleep. It kind of ticks me off that the rest of my body won't follow suit. I've also come to realize something this lovely evening - I can't… Continue reading Ah Crap…

Last night, I did an exercise in visualization when I went to bed. Not too far out there for me, as that's pretty much how I write my stories - I visualize them, watch the movie in my head, rewind the scenes I need to detail, listen to the dialog, and write it all down… Continue reading Visualization

Note: So, last night my head hit the pillow and of course, verse began. I'd told myself that I needed to do a little visualization exercise and while I did so, a poem of sorts came out, so I need you to know that this is the visual of what went through my head before sleep… Continue reading The Well

Just a quick note to let you all know that Umi is home from the hospital and doing well. The heart flutter was caused by the low potassium level and is no longer happening. She looks much better, too.Thank you all so very much for your prayers and support! We appreciate them and love you… Continue reading Umi: Part 2

Was it fear That got to me Of the unknown That shot through me What is it That you can’t see When you play With my heartstrings If it was fear That held me Enraptured In captivity Then I say To thee Stop playing With those heartstrings For it is fear That haunts me Of… Continue reading Heartstrings

                    Her eyes, round and full Golden in the sunlight My reflection Is that me Within the vast darkness A shadow A glimmer Hope Her fur, soft and silky Of earth tones and white My flesh Is it real As fingers glide A sensation A shudder… Continue reading Broken

Not so many nights ago, I dreamt of a life past.Running through dense forest, I seemed to be outcast.There arose such a timbre, the sounds of battle all around.As they rushed me through the trees, so my heart began to pound.Deep within my soul, I could feel the betrayal and lies.As I felt them watching me, from the… Continue reading I Once Had a Dream…

I know, I haven't posted in a while. Sorry about that. Life tends to throw a curveball now and then and I get lost in the chaos that my life always seems to be. That's not necessarily a bad thing, by the way. Remember, I promised no more "woe is me" posts.However, for those who… Continue reading Umi

...which could essentially reference the entire United States at this point.I tweeted this a while ago: I just drove through my neighborhood coming back from the store - lots of foreclosed homes - it's so fucking depressing. This is wrong!Yes, so very wrong on many levels. My neighborhood is becoming vacant, and I live in… Continue reading My ‘Hood