Dream 01-28-16

We were, once again, in the den, the back room of that house, occupied today mainly by dust and memories. Nana sat near the wall, perched in her recliner like a queen, while I sifted through box after box on the hunt for something in particular, I wasn’t sure what. I don’t know if it…

Young, you are strong in company; old, in solitude. – Goethe

Finding My Road

My most recent ex hated the song Hotel California. He didn’t mind the Gipsy Kings’ version, but he really hated The Eagles. I’m not a fan of all of their songs, but I’m also not a hater. Some people are. This song has meaning for me, and whether my ex liked it or not, it…

Dream 01-25-16

Lying on the scratchy, gold carpet, I gazed up at the cardboard box sitting on the narrow shelf. Inside the box was my completed manuscript. As I reached up to grab it, I tripped on a string draped across the front right corner of the box, which then tipped the box into mid-air. Instead of…

Minus the Doom + Gloom

Someone recently texted me the words “doom and gloom,” and I thought, “that’s it, I’m going to write something upbeat. Something that sings rather than moans.” And then David Bowie died at age 69 from cancer. And today Alan Rickman died at age 69 from cancer. And two of my beautiful cousins are battling cancer….