Hope
September 15, 2009
- Sept 15 WHINING BRATS Some days whining brats come at me from all directions and my hair won’t curl. Apathy chases me around the house. I wonder how it has more energy than I do. My mind twists into a wrinkled mess; I drag my good foot and hop on the bad one. And even on those days I still rather be me; I never long to be the innocent victim or the spiritual leader, the tough guy or ...
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September 12, 2009
- What's in a Cover? I thought when Arirang: The Bamboo Connection was published it had the most beautiful cover I could imagine for the story. The romance of Greek mythology figures throughout the novel, and the Parthenon on the bright red cover, two gold bamboo rings representing the unrequited love , and the deep red of the Orient combine to intrigue the reader to delve into a story of ...
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September 9, 2009
- September 9 HARVEST TIMING The harvest fits in the growing season and the oak fits inside the acorn. My sober mind fits right in my sober time. The soul of everything rubs across the hind leg of a cricket to sing. The infinite machinery of the universe spins but you stand there questioning the existence of a Higher Power. Well, that’s who you are, but I have only one question for ...
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September 7, 2009
- Did it. Here on Labor Day I made it to the end of my novel, nearly two years in the making. A mystery, Ten Days to a Bad Habit begins after a well-meaning man does something he's never done in his life. While at a convention in Las Vegas, he sleeps with someone other than his wife. When he wakes up in the morning, the convention helper is dead. His wife, of course, doesn't like learning ...
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September 6, 2009
- September 6 FUNK AND WAGNALL’S BACK PORCH Bottoms come sealed in envelopes from unknown accountants. Amazing how many nominees and how few winners! The audience, filled with past recipients, holds its collective breath and prays for this year's finalists, and prays a bigger prayer of thanks to this year's donors, the ones who prove with their lives that it hasn’t gotten better out ...
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September 2, 2009
- September 2 PROMISE BROKEN If promise shatters without anyone touching it, if it pops like a floating soap bubble that lost its cohesion, what do I do? Name names? I can’t even take fingerprints. Sometimes dreams just end. No fault or blame is attached. The ice breaks under its own weight and nothing can be done. I am more than just holding on. I am alive even if all the ...
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September 1, 2009
- September 1 ORIGAMI I fold my reality like origami, each day a shape to suit my whim. A dog when I feel like begging. A horse when I want to trot away. A pot to brew up some potion. A penguin when I feel cold and I stand on my egg all day. I can bend and flex, change my image, but in the end I am truly flat and lifeless, a construct of imagination, but soulless and boring. ...
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August 31, 2009
- Today is another one of those "first day(s) of the rest of my life" where I am hands down swearing to start writing and keep writing and see if maybe - just maybe - I've still got something. If not talent, then at least a little left over shiny bit of dream to one day BE a writer. Ugh. Soft heart. Tired mind. Having gone from delirious crush to Stepford Wife to ...
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August 31, 2009
- August 31 CHANNELING It’s a full feeling to be a channel. Only an empty feeling when it’s blocked at the base of my spine and God can’t go to my head. The river flows through me and my banks will hold. Excuses dam me up and leave a dry and lifeless basin, with tributaries taxed for usefulness. Staying in the groove conveys my Higher Power’s will without need of my furrowed ...
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August 30, 2009
- August 30 THE CALL Within the sound of your voice I singIn the beat of your heartI healI feel in your touchAnd dance when your toe starts to tapI see myself in your beautyI warm inside your embraceYour thoughts are my inspirationYour lungs breathe me in and blow me outI soar in your flightAnd dream in your wakingI ring in your earsFall with your tearsI’m lost in youFound in you Travel and ...
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