I don’t have to tell any of you that December is the busiest time of year — we’re all feeling the physical strain and mental stretch. Despite the busy-ness, I still found the time to work on a few new endeavors.
At the end of October, I took two weeks away from all of my commitments to travel, to attend a conference and to visit with family. It was a much-needed vacation; I relaxed, pondered my options and considered the next phase in my life.
The above is the third and final installment of a serial entitled Time. See Part I, and Part II. As previously said, this serial was birthed out of inspiration from the Writing 101 program from The Daily Post. With each serial, I wanted to approach the story with a different technique in mind… Part…
Stranded, and watching the world crumble without the ability to reach out… I made that vow that left me s o a l o n e. I wanted to love and to live a s m u c h as a person could without ending. That end – the inevitable made me sick with…
I once spent an entire day at the New Hampshire Craftsmen’s Fair looking for the perfect mug; any tea drinker will tell you, the mug matters. Similarly, any writer will tell you their editing team makes all the difference. Over the past few weeks, I’ve had the privilege of being a beta reader for a…
It has been a long time… The tall grass, and the whistle of the wind across the dunes. The seagulls swooping at far-off schools, while the sun glistens in blinding flashes off of the swaying ocean tide. The smell of the salty air and the reek of the mucky marsh nearby intermingle in nasal passageways. It…
I am addicted to my WordPress reader. It is true: whenever I open a fresh browser with the best intention of constructing a post, I am sucked into my reader and I disappear. Enough time passes for me to totally forget why I popped onto the inter-web to begin with. It is not a bad…
It has been a busy couple of weeks… I’m taking on projects like a leaky skiff in high seas — but the ride is too much fun to turn back to shore. I keep telling myself that I have to learn how to say ‘NO’ when it comes to payment-free projects, but I can’t help but get swept away by…
*November 22 UPDATE: In the time since I created this post, I have opened my own ETSY store, and you can find these cozy cozies on my digital shelf. Visit WildConceptions for purchasing information. When I wrote this post, I had links to purchase through Paypal. I considered editing this post or re-writing it, but…
As I construct this post, the déjà vu does not surprise me. I’ve been here before, which is either a bad omen or a promising turning point. Despite the possible bad omen, I know this is a turning point: I’ve made momentous changes in my life since my last post, and I am pretty darn…
I don’t remember the last time I went skinny-dipping. I don’t remember the last time I ate a pickle. I definitely remember the last time I was touched. I absolutely remember the last time I died. You were there, holding my hand, promising me anything, everything — a bike ride on your handlebars on that endless August day, your…
A blank page is a multitude of things. It is a fresh start. It is a daunting, empty vessel with no direction. It is an opportunity ready to be seized. It is an illusion of an unknown result. It is a story waiting to be written.
This was probably my most introspective and contemplative project so far, in my entire lifetime. I began ripping up newsprint. In reading fragments and phrases, incomplete thoughts and statements began to blend together. I started at the upper left and headed to the right, following the natural instinct of one trying to read. I turned…
… Not that I am a frog leg enthusiast, or anything. I was ambitiously awaiting my Cajun Sampler plate filled with bits and pieces of fried goodness. Admiring the pillars, beams, checkered tablecloths and spinning ceiling fans that made up the New Orleans restaurant, I decided that the scene would make a GREAT panorama. It…
I enjoy taking photographs, but I hate the post production. I probably have a million photos (not an exaggeration), but only a fraction of those have I revisited to actually do something with. Well, this is a shot I forgot about. Enjoy :D
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