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Sunday morning thinking…
I’ve been listening a lot to Patton Oswalt lately. He cracks me up and I need the laughter. He has this bit about how he knows he’s gotten old because he doesn’t hate…
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City of Love…
Fall has quieted my internal riotous dialogue. The weather has changed, maybe over night, I’m not certain. The heat gave way to a briskness that itched at my feet. I spent time walking…
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working writer…
I got a job. I hate that I had to get a job. The writer’s dream is to be able to support one self with the money made by…well, writing. The writing I…
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Summer Heat…
I’ve been thinking on a plethora of thoughts lately. The heat, however, has weighed me down and I’m not quite interested in following any of them down the road they are leading me.…
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Short Stories…
When I started writing, (in seventh grade), I wrote a full length book. That wonderfully rich monstrosity took me almost two years to write. It’s only 100 pages long and was hand written.…
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Carpe Camping…
The sun announces its morning rise into the sky with rays of ripe yellow. The light illuminates the green undergrowth along the floor of the forest. I did not come to the woods…
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The idea of home…
When the holiday’s come around, be it Christmas or Birthdays, I get a little put out. Not that it affects the whole day, well, sometimes it does, but sometimes it just turns my…
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Playing at the writing thing…
So, I was at coffee with an artist friend and the conversation bent toward our art, as it usually does when two or more artists are gathered. The conversation moved toward the question…
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Re-visiting the Tooth Fairy
The Tooth Fairy came to our house for the first time last night. Which made me reminiscent of the time the Tooth Fairy went to my brother’s house for the first time. It’s…
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the writer goes to the movies…
I don’t know if I have a favorite movie as an adult. I mean, I have lots of movies that I like. Several have tickled my fancy, but I don’t know if a…
Writer, Wanderer and Coffee Lover living "la dolce vita"