A reality show I could actually get into

This would be an awesome way to spend Labor Day weekend. Via @Nicole Winters

Headline of the day

Scrabble champ wins with vowel movements Thank you, CNN, for that lovely image.

Quote of the week

As I said below, I quit being a Christian. I’m out. In the name of Christ, I refuse to be anti-gay. I refuse to be anti-feminist. I refuse to be anti-artificial birth control. I refuse to be anti-Democrat. I refuse to be anti-secular humanism. I refuse to be anti-science. I refuse to be anti-life. In [...]

Taking a chance

I stepped up and jumped off a cliff on Monday.  I sent out a poetry submission — not just once, but twice. I’m not a poet.  Poets are gifted artists like my dear friend Sherry Chandler.  I know how much hard work goes into the craft and it would be disrespectful to call myself a [...]

Carrie and Cujo?

I have no idea how this is figured, and when I used a different except it came up with Cory Doctorow. I’d love to see behind the curtain on this one, assuming it’s not just random, which I guess is always possible. Anyway you look at it, though, King tells a good story, and I’m [...]

Oh yes ….

…We who are raised to shame for the moist orchard between our thighs must wish we were as certain of our beauty. p. 55 Available Light by Marge Piercy Found in Jeff Hess’ electronic chapbook. It’s a synergy of awareness that brings me to this poetry excerpt posted on Have Coffee Will Write.  As I’ve [...]

Just rocking and writing

Day Three

Howdy, folks!  Welcome to day 3 at Wildacres Retreat.  The mornings have been clear and cool here, requiring my heavy sweatshirt for the walk to breakfast but by 10 am the chill is gone and I’m settled into a rocking chair on the porch, enjoying the sunshine. The writing is going well – I haven’t [...]

Hard at work on Magic Mountain

Day one, 11:15 am.  Progress so far, 3 pages.  Pretty decent work, if I say so myself.  Goal for the day, 10 pages.  But already I’ll have something to read at the circle tonight. It’s cool enough this morning that I’m wearing my sweatshirt to work outside on the porch. The air is crisp and [...]

Memorial Day

Memorial Day 1968 The man selling paper poppies outside Woolworths Has a hook for a hand. His friend wears a shiny black eye patch, but neither of them has a parrot. Nana doesn’t have a parrot either, Just a canary named Dickie Bird. The poppy man wraps the wire stem around Nana’s coat button while [...]

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