One of the constant frustrations in my writing life is my muse. I know the most successful writers are the ones who sit down every day for 6-8 hours, with a break here and there, and they write. Good, bad or indifferent, they treat it as they should – like it’s their job. It isContinue reading “Muse”
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How do you mourn?
I would love to hear feedback from anyone who happens to read my blog about the question that serves as it’s title. Some losses are immediate and final – for example the death of a parent. Other losses just go on and on, like looking at the sweet face of my middle child every dayContinue reading “How do you mourn?”
This poem is dedicated to my husband, Kevin, who happens to be paraplegic, and to all the veterans who have come home shattered by PTSD, limb loss, paralysis, traumatic brain injury, and more. There are women who will understand and love you and there are men who will understand and love you. (I have PTSDContinue reading “Your Hands”
Needless to say, as long as it’s been since I’ve posted that I realize my stories need a lot of work. Not much more to say about that. Mature, personal poetry to follow as well as light, child-friendly poetry. In other words, read before you share. Peace, and Namaste’, Janet
This was the story I wrote in 24 hours for the finals in the NYC Midnight Short Story Contest 2011. It needs work, but enjoy! MUSIC LESSONS After school sessions with a music prodigy have inharmonious consequences. “Mrs. Barrows is late,” thought Lucy. She sighed, wondering how long she’d be waiting. Lucy had shown anContinue reading “Music Lessons”
A Righteous Fire
There is a deadly fire that burns within the hearts of some who love God. It is a burning that drives them to use it to rationalize any action, regardless of the cost to themselves or the people who love them. It obliterates all other thoughts, obscures vision, and is the prime motivation for allContinue reading “A Righteous Fire”
I’m undertaking NaNoWriMo for the second year, and am hoping to succeed this year. It is doubtful that my lack of blog posts for a month will be noticed, since I haven’t been a consistent writer. Peace to all!
Love breaks my heart, over and over again. Love also saves me, one sacred breath at a time, as I watch their chests rise and fall with the tidal rhythm of life that moves through us all. Two weeks ago tomorrow, I had to rush my husband to the hospital for a head injury heContinue reading “Strange days”
What’s Your Limit?
The title of this post could refer to a whole host of subjects. Alcohol, drugs, gambling, any addictive substance. In this case though, it’s not about any of those tragic circumstances. It’s actually about tragedy itself. We’ve had to witness incredible human suffering in the past few years; natural disasters like New Orleans and Haiti,Continue reading “What’s Your Limit?”
Accepting what is.
There are times when it feels like I’m living life on a razor thin edge between sanity and complete shut-down. Catatonia – that’s what it feels like I’m heading for at times. I don’t know how to have any hopes or dreams anymore. My son has this awful neurodegenerative condition, with an immune deficiency andContinue reading “Accepting what is.”