Mar 18, 2015 | Uncategorized
My processing always seems to happen through my fingers. Typing away, I try to make sense of the thoughts, doubts and fears that creep back in after a night’s sleep. Somehow, if my phalanges are moving as fast as the arguments in my skull, I feel like I have...
Mar 16, 2015 | A Day In The Life, Stories, Verses
I have the backside of a farmer. Or so it would seem, as I settle into my tractor-seat chair to write. Its hollows meet my curves with comfort and cold metal soon warms to my own body’s temperature. We fit, me and this chair. I find comfort and purpose and joy...
Mar 10, 2015 | A Day In The Life, Aha! Moments, Verses
I pushed the button. I turned the knob. I got a flame. For about three and half seconds. Try as I might, I could not get the pilot light of my gas fireplace to stay lit. And if that wasn’t happening, there was no way that a roaring fire to warm my cold...
Mar 9, 2015 | A Day In The Life, Aha! Moments, Verses
Funny things happen when you resemble Tom Sawyer. When you put on a pair of overalls and head toward that fence with brush in hand, you get the benefit of Tom’s familiarity and likability. Neighbors and strangers who mention the similarity between the two of...
Mar 8, 2015 | A Day In The Life, Aha! Moments, Verses
Sometimes all you have is the paintbrush in your hand. I stood in front of the small fence that runs across our front yard. There were a lot a things that I didn’t know yesterday. But whether or not this fence needed a little paint was not one of them. I knew...
