Dancing in Colors

One for artists… for the life surging in the veins. Dancing in colors, vivid always, but not the same. Escaping noire and mysteries telling lies. Becoming fantasy, a life so Continue Reading →

A Draft’s Wondrous Surprises

I must actually be getting somewhere with this whole writing thing. Not only can I be self-critical, but I’m okay with the self-criticism. In fact, it’s constructive self-criticism. When I Continue Reading →

Creative Horizon

Moving on. Setting sail. Some refuse to leave, clinging to the beginning whence they hail. Wish the lingerers well, but don’t look behind. The way ahead is best navigated, a Continue Reading →

Escaping Victimhood

Waiting for the other shoe to drop, the first a gentle tap, the second a casket lid closing, an echo spilling grief in your lap. It’s emptiness in a bottle Continue Reading →