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Thank you: A Letter to @theebillyporter
I told you I was writing a letter to the incomparable @theebillyporter. I’m even doing it the same day I made the pronouncement. I’m even doing it while listening to his rendition of I Am Changing. It, along with the live version of Why We Sing are in my Spotify ‘liked songs’ that I often […]
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Ragged, But I’m Round Here
Before you say a single word, I know. I didn’t even bother to look to see the last time I posted here, but lissen … No, I mean – lissen! Have you looked outside lately? Stuff’s real. I just waxed poetic over on Academia.edu in response to a very nice fellow academic who’d read a […]
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Infinite Possibilities
So. Writing is a challenge. For those who think oh, it’s nothing to write some of these stories, books, and screenplays … I mean, they’re just making it up, right? let me share something with you. That’s just the very first step to a good story, book, or screenplay. It’s easy to tell when that’s […]
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Come With Me!
Hey! I know. You’re wondering what in the world I’ve been up to. Or maybe you don’t care, and that’s fine. I’m alive, thanks. In fact, I’ve been writing (cue music of shock and awe). Yes. I mentioned I’ve been trying my hand at screenwriting; I signed up for a video course on it and […]
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Pause
It seems I pause a lot. I don’t post here regularly, I drop in and out to leave tidbits and partial thoughts. But when I am not here, I am here … being, working, thinking, agonizing, planning. My counselor said when last we talked that there was a weariness that she hadn’t seen in me […]
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Getting Old
I’ve been thinking a lot about getting old. There are things that happen as the days go on and it seems easy to fall into the rhythm of it all. Achy joints, flabby skin, grey hair, medications … yet the changes one sees in oneself can be subtle that the years go by slowly in […]
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To Dust
One of my mom’s dear friends died recently. The service was streamed online, Facebook I think. Social media death … It was interesting timing, since I have been thinking about my final repose. I have no one to take care of those sorts of things, being an only child whose son has his own challenges. […]
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Peace
I’ve been on a Pharaoh Sanders kick for the past several weeks. There is something mystical-magical-inspirational about his work. As I sit here now, wrapping up another work week, feeling accomplished even though I didn’t get everything that I’d hoped for completed today, I’m listening to Hum Allah Hum Allah Hum Allah on Spotify. I […]
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Pack-less Wolf
There is a myth that the wolf is a solitary creature. Wolves live in packs. There is a hierarchy, sure, but the pack life is life. There is the breeding pair — boss man and boss lady, mom and pop — who are at the top of the heap, large and in charge. There is […]
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Think Writing
I’ve been writing inside my head. There are times when a great line will pop up, usually in the middle of the night or when I am outside, soaking up some sun rays. I am typically far from paper and pen at those moments and before I can get to a place to jot them, […]
A New Bloom
Where the Starving Activist Lives
A New Bloom 