Before I knew what I was doing, I turned right, into the driveway. Just barely in the gravel drive I halted, surprised by my destination. Several yards up, I had meant to turn left and pick my …
Tag: Remembering
Ramming Walls
I am lying in a chair, my feet pointed up toward the sky, my back where my butt should go and my hair hanging wildly over the edge. I have felt backwards most of my life, and …
Unseen
I’m with you, my love In the sway of that Oak She is rocking you Sway with her Dance with her Let me watch you Like the sun that raises his golden head Each morning Painting the …
Write Your Heart Out
Sometimes writing feels a lot like trying to fill a bathtub with water using a flour sifter. With a blindfold on. Whilst someone smacks you repeatedly over the head with a fly swatter. It can be a …
Keys, Marbles, and My Mind
My keys dangle from the ignition of my escape, taunting me. Son of a turtleneck sweater. I promised my boss I would quit cussing. It isn’t as easy at it seems, especially when I can see my …
Ramming Walls
I am lying in a chair, my feet pointed up toward the sky, my back where my butt should go and my hair hanging wildly over the edge. I have felt backwards most of my life, and …
7 Reasons to Read Outside Your Favorite Genre
We all have our favorites, those authors and genres that we go back to time and again. Why? Because we know we can count on them to be entertained. They get us, right? They know what we …
A Book Lover’s Review of Swann’s Way
Today’s book love review is Swann’s Way by Marcel Proust, and it is perhaps my all time favorite. There are a few things you should know about this novel before you attempt it. First, it is not …
Late nights with whiskey and The Bell Jar
The next thing I knew, it was 4 a.m., and I was turning the last page of The Bell Jar while sipping my third tumbler of whiskey.
Tibetan Lemonade 