That Was Then, This is Then
Lately my dreams have mostly been revolving about my past. Sitting in the backyard of my childhood, as an adult, with family.
Conversations with my mother about mundane things like, “Have you called your sister?”
“I will, Mom, I promise.”
Banal banter until I realize that she’s, in fact, dead; and we shouldn’t be having this conversation in [...]
Ahhh, I’ll Do It Tomorrow
The nature of my procrastination can only come from a place of genetics because there’s no explicable reason why my motto is, “Put off today what you can do next week!”
I mean, really, I have no idea as to the why I push things, events and essays away like rancid shrimp on serving tray. Even [...]
The Speed of “huh?”
I’m tired.
Exhaustion is just the surface of what I’m feeling. I’ve been delving into homework and I can’t focus anymore. Research is melting into personal life, into minutia, and I’m somewhat overwhelmed.
How much is too much? How much is not enough?
I should have listened to my Mother and gone and done that University thing when [...]
Waiting For My Rocket To Come
I was chatting, as I am wont to do, on another chat home.
It was a nice chat and that person on the other end of the internet spectrum suggested that I should continue to write on my blog. That’s it’s been far too long. And while I can’t disagree with them there’s far too many [...]
End Of The Road
There is no question that when a relationship ends, there’s a death of sorts.
Whether it’s an actual case of a stopping of breath, a mutual agreement that a couple has finished, or a storming out of the door; it’s a death.
It isn’t a bad thing always but regardless of the reasons of loss, there is [...]
Are The Buzzard’s Circling?
ALTERNATE TITLE…..
“Are You There God? It’s Me, Scoundrel”
“I hear it’s your Birthday (da na na na)
It’s my birthday too!”
(the Beatles)
Well, it’s my birthday today and there’s only one thing that keeps popping in my head. It’s a quote from “Absolutely Fabulous.”
“I don’t know WHY we celebrate the fact that she’s lived so bloody long!”
I mean, [...]
Ponderings Between Stops
Writing on the bus is never easy. Typing on the bus isn’t simple either but there’s been this drive in me to do more writing.
And I get to be inspired by the advertisements plastered on the inside.
There’s one for some Bible study thingamajig. With the less than subtle picture of a deep-azure lake surrounded by [...]
“And That Bitch Anne Murray Too!”
Please watch…
Believe me, I’d had plenty to say right after I saw it and I was prepared with fingers at the keyboard, ready to strike.
At first I was blown away at the insensitivity of the broadcast. Still am, to be honest.
But having time to have watch it more than once, I’m glad I took the [...]
River Writing; Where? Not Me!
I saw a quote the other day. Made me think.
"A writer writes because he has to."
Is that me?
Is this whole thing because I have to write or am I just a loud mouthed bastard who just can’t shut up?
Maybe both?
You write because:
A: You have to.
B: You can’t keep your mouth shut.
C: It’s cathartic.
D: All of [...]
Self Pity 101
The title says it all.
I try my best not to dwell in what I don’t have.
In fact, since my realization that my topic-de-jour and my river writing was hurting those I’ve tried to remain positive and look at the “bright side of life.”
You know that sentimental, “if life hands you lemons…” kind of [...]