Purple Socks and Burnt Toast

“If we can’t solve a problem, then all we can do is digress.” ~Malcolm Gladwell~ Haven’t we all done this in our writing? Started down one path in a story, totally coherent, and then ramble our way off course? It may be that we have a problem in trying to make sense of what we’re attempting to convey. We waver in a drunken stumble of thoughts and words. Not knowing what to do with the mess or the post aboutRead more

And the moral of the story is…

“No, no, no, no, noooo!!!” This is the highly upset one-liner that I loudly whispered on Monday when, after spending an hour creating a fantastic post for today, it disappeared. Gone. Gone forever. I know I saved it. I remember saving it. Where did it go? Did my uncoordinated fingers betray me again? Is WordPress messing with me? I have no idea where it went and, no, I did not type and save it in a Word document first. IRead more

Alone

I had already found that it was not good to be alone, and so made companionship with what there was around me, sometimes with the universe and sometimes with my own insignificant self…  ~Joshua Slocum~ Someone left me here. To die. Or, at the very least, to suffer the indignities of being burned by the sun, moistened by the rain and chilled by a late winter’s night. Why was I left alone on this bench? Why was I forsaken? Am IRead more

And Time Slips Away…

If you check out the comment thread of my last post, between The Master and I, you will see that we both have significant birthdays coming up in 2017. How did I get to be this old? Time slips away, unknowing and unsuspecting. One day I am 25 with a flat stomach and no cellulite and the next I am heading toward the big 6-0, wondering why I can’t lose 5 pounds of flubber around a flubbery midsection to save my soul.Read more