When I posted the Work, I didn't mean to come across as complaining and I wasn't really in a bad place. I was attempting to express what that one moment was screaming at me. I was just tired of feeling like I am trapped on the giant cosmic hamster wheel of tedium. Things never seeming …
The day began with insomnia drifted into lateness and fell into despair One found dead, the news feed reads the reaper's prize at last sorrows grips friends still other silent cheer the end of the road two kids in a doctor's office sick with the flu two strangers cling to life victims of happenstance …
Lately all my days are have been intensely crazy as I try and navigate from the life I have to the life I want. A life where there is more time to write and enjoy with my family and friends. So after eight years in the classroom, I have decided to leave. It isn't that …
My whole house seems so much brighter than it did a couple of hours ago. This week my normal manic Monday has been replaced by a gentle and well deserved break. I woke up with a book besides me and went out onto the porch to read and drink my morning tea. It was the …
This evening, I came home from work and discovered that my laptop was a still a school. No comfy writing chair for me this evening just a straight back dining room chair and a cranky not old, but definitely not new desktop. Even my beloved Kindle, carrier of more books than any purse can handle …
We have achieved Kickstarter success and descended into teacher hell. The good, the bad and the what the hell have all blended into one. My heart still leaps for joy when I think about the having the money to give Blood Child a professional touch. It really is a dream come true. Then I go …
When you say the word "Autism" it is easy to figure out who is in the know and who is thinking of the Rain Man. I think of my nephew and his bright face. Robbie is nearly eight and has mild autism. Early intervention and lots of love have made the difference between him being able to …
Papa and Momma don't dance down the lane They don't skip to my lou or any such thing He has a limp from the war says he fell out of bed with a whore, But that ain't the truth Because truth ain't pretty or nice And Momma has been through too much A husband who …
Monday Morning comes every week. You would think that I would learn to prepare for it. Nope, every week it sneaks up on me. Attacking me when I am just beginning to get things done or so I like to think. The truth is as hard as I work, I am afraid at times and …
Thirty days without soda and so far I haven't retreated to the comforts of carbonation. I feel better and today, my jeans glided on instead of being pulled and tugged while I contort myself into them. I have been trying to think of what to work on for my next thirty day challenge. I want …
Lucinda Rose 