When I sit at my desk to write, pay bills, sign permission slips, find recipes, or try to get the cat off of my lap, I often look to my left to get lost in the view as I'm thinking. Thinking is hard. To my left is a window. I leave the curtains open so I can get distracted … [Read more...]
What Are You Looking At?
I'm starting to lose feeling in my face. It's just as well. I have to be hammered to get through this. Apparently, you can still smoke in bars in Milwaukee, or at least in strip clubs. My eyes water from it. I rub them, coughing. When my vision clears, I see her. Sliding … [Read more...]
Dead Girl
Writing prompt from my last writers' group meeting*: Write a poem or story about opposites. You have ten minutes. I've got this dead girl who follows me around. I keep her inside me like a secret, and she doesn't like that. Sometimes she swells up like when you smack your … [Read more...]
We Are the Rain King
I've been listening to "vintage" music on my iPod lately and "Rain King" by Counting Crows came on and I've always loved it. I listened hard to the lyrics maybe for the first time. When I think of heaven Deliver me in a black-winged bird I think of flying down into a sea of … [Read more...]
Decluttering My Mind
Usually, whenever I declutter a space, I get the urge to purchase new things to replace the things that I've just moved out of my space. I tell myself "I need a new bin to hold these things," or "It's time for new curtains for this window." I planned to spend this weekend … [Read more...]
