A Blogger’s Soliloquy

Based very loosely on Hamlet’s soliloquy, Act 3, Scene 1 To blog or not to blog, that is an unending question Whether tis nobler with thy fingers type The verbs and pronouns of outrageous silliness, or to flay arms against written emptiness And by doing nothing? To sleep with writer’s block No more, I say, this shall not be an end The heart aches for words in natural ability To consummate a worthy post from flesh Comments to be wished,Read more

Humbled by a Pressing

…being Freshly Pressed for “What Time is it?” I don’t know what to say. *dumbfounded* I’m thankful…grateful…humbled…honored. Thankful to WordPress, to my readers, followers and fellow bloggers; to family, two silly felines, girlfriends, fishing stories, and Oreo cookies. Grateful that my dad gave me his sense of humor, my mom can still ask for her brandy manhattan, and God gave me the ability to write in complete sentences. Humbled by the pressing. Honored, really. And still…dumbfounded. Thank you all. ThankRead more