It was only a matter of time before I took up chain smoking. Every writer MUST smoke. I think I've known this from the beginning. Maybe there is inspiration in nicotine. And inspiration is exactly what I need right now ( Read more... )

Today I faced an interesting dilemma ( Read more... )

We spend our lives learning. We scrape our knees and break our hearts and from these bruises black and blue we begin to take precautions. We become who we are by becoming aware of our surroundings. By observing our environments and responding appropriately. We are submitted to years of exhausting life before we are tried and true enough to trust ( Read more... )

Where did it come from? This random thought that hit like lightening out of a clear blue sky. I looked up from keyboard and stared at the wall, eyebrows scrunched down, lips frowning ( Read more... )

These walls are suffocating me. The silence is deafening. I am surrounded by people living their lives and moving forward, but I am overwhelmed. When I'm not with you, I'm cranky and mean, because I am not where I want to be.

Why do we fear silence so much ( Read more... )

I survive on words ( Read more... )

My fingers are dripping with words that spill between the cracks of the keyboard and muck up the letters, sticking keys and space bar, screwing with my concentration. My brain is a soaking sponge, filled to capacity, dropping ideas down my back ( Read more... )

I spent an hour getting ready because I didn't know what to expect, or who to expect for that matter, and after going through every combination of clothing I had brought with me to Wyoming, in a small and overly cramped suitcase, I decided on a top that suited the occasion. Aunt Christy met me at the door; I left piles of clothes strewn across the ( Read more... )

I am livid and then apologetic.

I am vicious and then fragile.

I am unconcerned This morning, I was a plastic bag, full of air and static and packing peanuts. A premonition, really, I felt someone shaking me before it even happened. And then there I was again, full of creative energy and absolutely no outlet. I watched the sunrise from between ( Read more... )