Yesterday I finished devouring a gay romance by British author Harper Fox. She’s a writer of M/M erotica whose work I only just discovered but find stirring on multiple levels. As you can guess by the title of this post, … Continue reading →
My big brother shared an interesting story with me the other day. It really impressed upon me how we all must battle the inner critic. First let me say that he is a gifted singer and respected choral arranger and … Continue reading →
I’m thrilled that my dear fellow bloggers A. Catherine Noon and Rachel Wilder have gifted us with Emerald Fire. As you can read in the previous post, a big part of the story involved creating a new plane of existence. … Continue reading →
The Train Chill steel, weathered woodTracks lead both north and southwardA whistle – distant
Continue reading →“How are you?” people ask. Those more in-the-know folks question whether or not I’ve been writing. I’m happy to answer lately that I am well and the writing is finally flowing again. It took a major event for me, leaving … Continue reading →
Summer’s Harbinger Frozen, wings beat fastThe hummingbird has returnedTasting sweet flowers
Continue reading →A Windy Spring Day Leaves and branches danceEvery plant twists and bowsWood creaks and seeds fall
Continue reading →By no stretch of the imagination do I consider myself a major poet. I dabble at bringing images into a snapshot focus through the art of haiku. It’s not even something I do very often. Today I read something disheartening … Continue reading →
Inspired to write this moments ago, I recognized an attack by the inner critic. I’m sure anyone reading this knows what I’m talking about. I gratefully say that “The Artist’s Way” by Julia Cameron makes these insidious traps easier to … Continue reading →
As I write today, I’ve been joined by a tiny parade of three cats taking turns at sitting or lying by my side. It’s a joyous reminder of the friendships I’ve garnered through my penmanship. Even as I allowed a … Continue reading →