Back on Track.. Well.. Kinda of…

Thank you for continuing to patronize this site in my absence. In the last two weeks, I have ended a long term relationship and moved into a place of my own again.  It was a hard step to make, but a necessary one. Sometimes even when you love someone it isn't meant to be a …

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Working my life away… or

Two weeks, I began two more jobs. I already had two... well  besides writing. Monday nights, I am reading tarot at a local bar and Tuesday I am tending the same bar. Both of the new financial opportunities were the result of a good friend needing help and me needing cash. Maybe I am crazy …

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Sense and Sensibility without Sea Monsters

As my first unabridged, non-zombie version of a  Jane Austen novel, Sense and Sensibility has taken a firm hold of my mind.  It didn't let go last night until around 1:30 in the morning.  My eyes simply gave out, not my desire to read. The tale follows the lives of two sisters after the death of …

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Blank Page

The page went blank a couple of moments ago; all my precious thoughts disappeared.  The words that I was trying to craft were lost. They could have been retrieved.  When they blinked out of existence I could have clicked undo and restored them. I didn't. I stopped myself.  I just stared into the blankness and realized …

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P.S. A New Poem

*Normally, I would place notes at the end of the poem, but this is one that I wrote when I was in the sixth or seventh grade.  Sharing it is a bit scary. I made only minor changes to it here.  Looking back through the poems that I have written over the years is a …

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New Adventures

Each year between Samhain (The Celtic New Year) and New Year's Eve, I make a list of goals for the next year.  I think of it has my trial period between the old and new year. A time of reflection. The list  is mix of practical and intangible items.  No matter how I craft the …

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A Heart At Half-Mast

In 1994, I was a scared, shy and wholly naive girl when I entered VA Tech as a freshman.  My parents dropped me off and then quickly departed to make the five hour journey home.  My years wandering through the castle like buildings would be spend learning more than just academics.  I grew into a …

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Lies…

A lifetime played according to rules never spoken subscribed to beliefs never understood. <> Lead by the hand to Charon's dock with rubies flowing dripping pooling at the Ferryman's feet. <> No coin for payment thrown into Death's river surrounded by  Styx's icy embrace. <> Washed and reborn with Hades' kiss.....

Day One of Gratitude: Sisterhood

It's Friday night with the girls.. our heels are off, if we even had them on in the first place.  Sonja is dressed to clean. I love her country cow sweatshirt and crochet bandana, no matter what she wears she is always herself and always beautiful.  Everyone else is in their comfy clothes. No men, …

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