National Poetry Writing Month went amazingly! I ended up with 55 new 100-words or more long pieces. So I will have a plethora of new shit that I can read each month and I won't have to write anything for at least a good long while. I still have like 30+ ideas in my queue that I want to work on, but for right now I will probably turn my attention to ( Read more... )

Last night I had the worst panic attack where I was just screaming and raging in the car because I hit a spot on I95 where there was suddenly a one hour slow down on Google GPS between me and the next exit because of road work and my car was running on fumes. I didn't think I was going to be able to run my car on the little amount of gas I had left ( Read more... )

Another sign of office shenanigans? We no longer have a psychiatrist at our office. This was like the 5th one that didn't work out. They said we're not getting one again, so all those referrals are gone. It's not a big BIG deal, but it's annoying not having one in-house anymore. But we really did have the worst psychiatrists, so I'm not sure it was ( Read more... )

I was Frankenstein's little monster
crafted by your water torture,
each drop dripping another scar

your scapegoat,
a sanctified vessel for their pain,
the necessary villain for your version,
I was the beast lying under their bed

and in the folklore of this land
that lies over the line in the sand
they paint me blood red
and set a crown of devil horns
above my ( Read more... )

I don't know what the truth about the situation is anymore. I have what I believe; they have my villain origin story written down in stone. Etched, unable to be erased, and we now we are living in different multiverses. Different pages, different books, different lives.

I don't know who started the war. There's been so much bloodshed, tears cried, ( Read more... )

Giles dying and leaving everything to FAITH in the comics triggered me like whoa. All he gave Buffy was the Vampyr book like "oh hey, you're a slayer, that's all you get." He was Buffy's damn father figure. He had a huge house in the English countryside with horses and all that money he got from being Buffy's damn Watcher and he gives her... a ( Read more... )

I saw a bobcat and a baby bobcat kitten at False Cape State Park a year ago. Allow me to tell you the tale...  Was wondering why a much bigger version of my own maine coon was wandering the beach down there... then it hit me.

Kitten was cute. Mom crossed the road right quick, but kitten stopped to look at me on my bike.

Eventually Mom reemerged ( Read more... )

Ceasar was not perfect, obviously. Neither was I. The senate was pissed off without really communicating that with him for a while. They stabbified him in the back well and good.

Then, five years later, Brutus sees Ceasar at a party and says, "Sorry about that whole stabbifying thing, it was just such a perfect storm of a lot of shit going on at ( Read more... )

Met a truck driver who didn't want to ax murder me...

I tend to do a lot of stealth camping in the back of my hatchback, stopping at rest stops and the like for the night before moving on while I'm traveling. It feels oddly adventurous and romantic... just me and the open road and stopping wherever for the night off the grid. Never had a problem ( Read more... )

Didn't sleep well last night, insomnia kicked my ass hard. Apparently several other people in Slam Richmond didn't sleep either. Maybe we're just running on Poet Time. Today, I am completely exhausted though. I've been overthinking like crazy - it's annoying how I wake up and the first thing on my mind is this con group crap. I try to keep it at ( Read more... )