Aloha! It's been too long since I've posted, but the weather has been so gorgeous that my writer brain has disappeared and I'm living full-time in the plant world. This obsession focus has also delayed my finishing the last details of the bathroom renovation, so the final reveal is still pending. The spell of summer… Continue reading M.I.A.: Lost in the Garden
The questions never stop Can I teach again? Should I try it? Am I just giving up? The best days are the worst The doubts eat me alive Two years I've pretended Waiting to get busted Who gets to call themselves a writer? Not me. And yet, the shift has happened The genes have shifted… Continue reading A new career – finally believing
Paradise. It's not the tropics. I'm bundled up in a blanket with my jacket on, absorbing vitamin D through my face and hands. Not a margarita but a BC cider in my hand No internet No wifi Just the wide ocean The waves Relentless in their battering of the rocky shore Their energy And constant… Continue reading West Coast: Unplugged Joy
I am sure there are things that can't be cured by a good bath but I can't think of one.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar It's a bird... it's a plane...it's a... tub on my front lawn. I should have sat in it. It didn't take long to rip out the old slime tub.… Continue reading Bathroom Renovation Part 2: It’s a Bathtub?
Back in the 90s, I read a hilarious book that discussed the phenomenon (or not) of Male Answer Syndrome. When I Googled it to give credit, my mind was blown by the entries. This is not one person's vendetta. Check out the top three results: The Medical Dictionary The Urban Dictionary Wiktionary I hadn't thought… Continue reading Male Answer Syndrome: Case in Point