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?
Not much to report here, except that the gnomes and ogres are still having their dance party. I've just tried to stay busy doing jobs around the house when the energy permits, getting outside every day, reading a ton and binge-watching Outlander in anticipation of season 4 coming out on Netflix. I started reading a… Continue reading Depressed? Read this book!
Here we are at the beginning of another year. 2018 was supposed to be a stellar year for me because of my birthday magic - I turned 48 on 8/8/18. Bought my 8 lottery tickets and everything but alas, no millions here. Overall, it was a great year, though. I have so much to celebrate… Continue reading Happy New Year: sponsored by gnomes, ogres and a wise ass