Thin Volume Thin volume on the bookstore shelf Camouflaged amidst the glossy covers and brightly colored spines A humble, unassuming piece But nonetheless holds the whispered secrets Of bygone times and all their hard-earned lessons for a life well-lived In modest black … Continue reading Poem: Thin Volume
There is something cathartic about winter. It’s like the year, and all its complexity has been frozen, santitized, and swept clean. Winter wraps the year up in neat little packages and bows, as if to say, this is what you’ve … Continue reading The Coldless Winter
There’s nothing left here, in this cold and empty room. It’s been hard swept clean and smells of bitter antiseptic. Every germ you’ve left, every wayward hair, erased. The boxes were the first to go, taped and sent to journey … Continue reading Nothing Left
It’s been an interesting couple of days. So, I’m staying at my sister’s for the holidays. It’s been a fun time, she’s got three kids, all in lower elementary. This means I get gifted lots of construction paper art masterpieces, … Continue reading Thoughts on Reading
It’s been a bad morning. It started last night. Yesterday I got food poisoning. Fortunately, no nausea, it has just felt like the flu, with fever and chills. Then, my computer acted like it had gone to that great technology … Continue reading A Life Lived on LCD
So, here’s what happened. I think I may have found an editor for my novel. I am thrilled. Based on initial plans, she thinks she can take it January. This also wraps up very nicely, because in February I go … Continue reading A Hearty Dose of Jane Austen Ex-Lax
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