Back in the early 2000s, I used to write real, filthy smut. I mean, stuff that makes me blush even to this day. It had quality to it- it wasn't just x-rated trash; a story was told with each one, and I recounted many of my sexual adventures. There was an online publication- Clean Sheets- … Continue reading My Journey with Erotic Poetry
You know what I am against? I am against people under the age of fifty complaining about how much their body hurts. Yes, I set the bar at fifty. Barring disability, and illness, if you're an able bodied person, you should not have a lot of trouble getting up and down. None of this, "If … Continue reading You’re Too Young To Be in Pain
If you do, why do you write under a pen name? Is it because you're very shy and introverted, and/or the subject matter requires you to hide your identity? That's what I'm sort of struggling with at the moment. This current work in progress is a story that's been banging around my head since 2013, … Continue reading Do you write under a pen name?
Chemistry Impatient for end result The difference between a teaspoon And a gulf of indifference Rock hard crust and heavy insides Let it build just for it to sink And a fight ensues with animal anger And what's does it all mean anyway Between best friends in space I'm supposed to explain it later When … Continue reading An early morning poem
This book I'm working on is really going to test me. It's a dark and wild thing, that I first thought up back in 2013, worked on for a few chapters, then shelved because it got too heavy. Now it's time to bring it to life. It is about subjects that I'm very familiar with- … Continue reading An AA Meeting Childhood
Today when I was taking a piss on the toilet, I looked down at my thighs, and thought, these are the thighs of a thirty something year old woman. And I had a flash of an image of me perhaps a decade older, when I've totally given up on exercising and eating right and I'm … Continue reading Old Fat White Woman?
It's been a strange week of low-key despair, and relief; despair at the acknowledgment that this business venture is stalled, and relief that I can once again focus on my writing. I am scheduled to go to a business conference in 2 weeks, ugh. I have a new issue of Entrepreneur magazine sitting on my … Continue reading The Gray Zone between Motivation and Despair
