There are no sacrifices. You don’t need to suffer. Things don’t have to be one painful thing after another. You don’t deserve punishment. You don’t need to carry fear around with you. It’s actually quite the opposite. But what if
I sat comfortably on a rock – covered in lichen. From my perch, I could look down the foothill at the city and the coastline. Though it was overcast, it was clear enough to see past the oil platforms to
I’ve always liked the fire festivals. Who doesn’t? There’s something marvelous about the rites of the seasons, as we march from one time to another. I think as we age, these become even more important. They become reminders that time
It all started with a dream. I grew up doing musical theatre. Let me rephrase that. I grew up thinking my life was a musical. Call it the “theatre bug”, call me a “drama queen” or a great big ham
In the late 90s there was this thing about “posing.” Being a poser was maybe the worst insult someone could hurl in some circles during my high school days. Posing – pretending – being false. Of course, in high school,
If you’ve been following my blog, you know I’ve come upon a challenge, possibly one of the biggest in my writing life. Tendonosis. It feels like a death sentence, that word. I’ve written about many obstacles to writing and publishing,
