31 Days of Blogging

I feel compelled to confess… many things, actually. Honestly, I didn’t expect much to emerge from this blog except to have a little cyber space of my own to motivate me and grant me the permission I needed to set aside my dedication to work and domestic responsibilities before they sucked every last bit of

Happy Chinese New Year!

The Wooden Horse Gallops Strength & Beauty Shines Bright Bringing a Good Year

In Sleep

I call out to you in the darkness All tangled in the twisted sheets Tossing and turning trying to find you In the still of the night I reach out for you My fingertips drift aimless about Nothing to hold me securely in place A cold chill fills the room with despair Time passes by,

Sting: Checks Box Off Musical Bucket List

At the risk of exposing my age, I must say that I’m very excited to see this man perform live with Paul Simon (bonus) next month. It’s going to be a magical! There are so many incredible songs that I grew up loving, here are a few favs: Brand New Day, Fields of Gold, Every

Snatched

With one hand tucked in his pocket, he strolls down the street casually smoking a cigarette while looking for a treat.  Tonight he craves someone extra special to meet, one that will wither and scream as loudly as the nerve-numbing shouts blasting into his ears. The memories from the girls before had all faded away,

Jump First

Once upon a long, long time ago… I jumped first and oh what a glorious rush it was. This flash fiction piece was inspired in part from a memory. **** Racing against the sunrise, Josh climbed into his bright yellow Jeep Wrangler and barely warmed the engine up before popping it into gear. He needed

Well Played Apple!

Inspired by Apple once again, so a round of applause where due. I rarely watch television and when I do it’s usually cable or a DVR program, so I tend to miss all of the cool commercials (game day releases excluded) but this one sucked me in last night. Although, they didn’t have to sell

Today’s Happy Haiku’s

My weekly blog post goal of one is lonely and pleading for more, so I’ve decided to up the ante to one or more posts per week simply because I can.  Any way, today was truly gratifying in many ways, so I decided to have some fun playing with happy-loving themed Haiku’s. Surprised with a

Dear Fear: Published to a Visible Audience

My first blog post of 2014 was a letter addressed to Fear (click here to read), which was fueled by my need to overcome the demons that continuously warred with me, so that I could move forward with writing.  The leader of the unit was none other than Mr. Fear because he held the highest

Justice and Mating Collides (Excerpt: Revelations)

I’m toying with the possibility of finishing Revelations, which has been taunting me since I abandoned it over two years ago… here’s an excerpt of where I left off in chapter 9.  Any and all thoughts welcomed. *** Dustin closed his eye’s and nuzzled Sam’s neck taking in her scent.  He was relieved that her

Sweet Seconds

The vibrant crystal blue rock candy stretched out above us with dollops of marsh-mellow cream floating off in to the distance before disappearing over the crest of the sea.  The ground graham cracker dust under foot, warmed by nature’s oven, sloughed off calloused soles and worked its magic to smooth and soften our weary souls.

Respiration

Suppressive nature I need some clean air to breathe Stop smothering me

Mopey Mop Tales

Standing against a cold darkened corner, he stood stalk still looking across the garage where a tornado of human destruction was all that remained. This couldn’t be happening. It had to be a flashback from all of those chemicals used every time he got out. He knew better than to submerge him self in deep

Summons

In response to “Picture it and write,” this paragraph may contain mature concepts. With scored bloody hands clasped together, the three of them stood in a circle and repeated their chant. A chant to summons the power of a demon from below, one they believed they would control. Nearby, there was a deafening explosion. The

Blogger Estate

What a curious space I feel a little out of place Wonder if I’ll ever run out room, and Need a virtual broom Despite the prying eyes I had no choice, but to try Exposing my voice is scary  Despite the claims it’s safe I hesitantly move in To a pleasant blogger estate Where I

Snatched

Anchored to a merry-go-round upon the high sea, all I wanted to do was sleep. Swaying back and forth, and round and round the oppressive fog began to lift. I was feeling pretty woozy, so I focused on my breathing.  Breath in. Breath out. Inhale and exhale. Inhale through the nose and exhale through the

Amends

Constantly on the go Never time to simple be Nor time to be in sync with reality Reflections on when it all began A time ago, we use to be friends Now all we do is pretend As if we don’t want it to end At last, you ask me for an amends, and This

Kick Fear in the Mouth and Bash its Teeth Out

Kick Fear in the Mouth and Bash its Teeth Out.