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Calm Down, Crazy Lady.

It’s been over two weeks since ‘the chain mail incident’. I lost my shit last week. I was convinced I’d never be able to work again. I couldn’t cut my nails or lift a fork properly let alone type on a computer all day or […]

Just a test

This is just a test…

Happy New Year

It’s officially Winter and as much as I know I must embrace the seasons for what they are… I’m ready for spring now. If only so our roof can be fixed before the rain starts. As we discovered the first week of Winter, there’s a […]

Nothing Mode

After all of the brouhaha in the air over the elections last week I’m having a hard time figuring out what to focus on next. One of the little voices in my head say concentrate on making a steady income. Another one says NO!! Feed […]

Time Moves On

thinking. thinking. paragraph at a time. horrors pledged but not resigned promises changing overnight damn those bastards /┬álet’s not fight hate the left!/bless the right! making me sick, the clock still… ticks… ticks… ticks…

Write Now!

I cannot read this enough. Putting it here for safe keeping, for the days I questions everything I want to do and put out there. Why wouldn’t I?! Whats the point of keeping all this shit in my head if only to talk to myself […]

Media Shut Down Begins

Is anyone else seeing this and what it might lead to?! I wasn’t going to post articles and references on their own but this one made me think a little harder and see a little more clearly than most. Is this indicative of the ‘state […]

I Love The Rain

Or do I? If I wasn’t stuck in a holding pattern of having my life spread out between the house, garage and back yard – and it wasn’t raining still, I would be a happy camper. A happy nester at least? It’s the middle of […]

Growing Pains & Birds

Growing Pains & Birds

If I could publish books based on snippets of words thrown together… I still wouldn’t be a writer. A publisher perhaps. Not even. Just the clicking of the keyboard typing nothing is better than not doing it at all. Its a familiar feeling. My wrist […]