Life has a way of complicating and un-winding itself all at once, which way it goes is up to the user. Sometimes a day goes both ways at once. This summer, I have been struggling to finish my first book, make enough money to pay my bills, complete multiple on-line classes and work on other …
I took the road I thought I should take The road my parents took and liked The road of listening to the unspoken expectations of others I took the road and missed all exits all the signs directing me back to myself back to the person I was meant to be Then saw all lost …
I miss reading my poetry to you letting my words roll over you before they hit anyone else knowing that sharing them with you meant something to us both you said you loved me but there were so many things not working and the two things that keep my heart beating You and my work …
I will always welcome the rain On New Year's Day. Always welcome the tears from heaven to cleanse away all the things I cannot name but hold me back all the same I would dance naked in this rain In all the tears And salt from heaven's eye Just to let it all go and …
A bit of poetry to give you some hope...Thank you to Chester Maynes.
My Orlando family is small and so even with the day off, I am at home writing for a couple of hours before I head off to dinner. My contribution to dinner is some homemade cranberry sauce. I have never attempted it before, but the recipe was simple enough. It sits in the frig awaiting …
I am grateful for my depression. Grateful for the moments of joy that I feel in between the lows create by years of ugly mental paradigms, negative self-talk and off kilter brain chemistry. It makes me appreciate the friends new and old who have stuck by my side when my brain has been in a …
Some of my friends are posting daily on Facebook what they are most grateful for this year. Every day this month, they have posted things they are grateful for and each time I have read one of their posts a smile comes across my face. I love them, but haven't replicated them or create my own …
Last Wednesday, I turned thirty-seven. Birthdays are always full of mixed blessings. This year the scale tipped in my favor and there more happy moments than sad ones. Marking birthdays is always a dicey game. What have I accomplished in the last year? Finished my first book, Blood Child. Wrote at least three new short …
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 …
Lucinda Rose 