1. It was the party I never let Josh have when he was a teenager. Although I think he had a few behind my back that weren’t condoned by me. This one was not only condoned, I helped with the planning. “This is the kind of party I can handle,” I said to him as […]
My friend Luke says I dance like a pollinating bee going for nectar. I dance like I write poetry, freestyle. Sometimes I dance outside the box. With my eyes closed, I may step on your feet. I need room to spin. I’d much rather dance at a wedding reception than catch the bouquet or eat […]
The following was published in the Floyd Press on December 13, 2007. The Floyd Home Companion is a theatrical performance scheduled to open at the Winter Sun Hall on Friday and Saturday, December 14th and 15th at 7 p.m. and Sunday December 16th at 5 p.m. The show is a take-off on The Prairie […]
1. What’s up with hunters that wear camouflage clothes, topped off with a bright blaze orange hat? Do they want to be seen or not? 2. I can tell it’s Christmas when I drive by a bunch of tires holding a tarp over hay bales and mistake them for wreaths. 3. At the book signing […]
On the same day I received three Christmas cards in the mail, I also sat in a lounge chair on my porch, sunbathing with barely a stitch on. The feeling was spring but the sun hung too low. The sound of my neighbor’s lawnmower had been replaced with the sound of a distant chainsaw. Last […]
During the last couple of phone calls I’ve had with my son Josh, I’ve learned that a mouse was living in his pottery kiln and that he’s taken up Scrabble. I’m shaking in my boots on the second count because, according to the scores he’s been reporting, he plays Scrabble better than me, and I’ve […]
The following are downtown shop windows with scenes of Floyd reflected in them. 1. New Mountain Mercantile 2. Oddfellas Cantina 3. Bell Gallery 4. Farmers Supply 5. Floyd Barber Shop 6. Blue Ridge Muse Post notes: More on reflections HERE.
There were seven us, all authors, on a Dickens of a night. We were invited by our local independent bookstore, noteBooks, to sign books as part of the evening festivities, which included late night shopping, Christmas caroling, musical acts, and visits with Santa. I wore my leather Victorian lace-up granny boots, a long black skirt, […]
I spent a recent morning writing the following poem, which started when I realized that cheery and cherry are almost the same word and are fun said together. But now all I can think about is, ‘what is my writer’s group going to think when I bring THIS as my latest work to be work […]
1. My hands slipped while writing an email to my blog friend and fellow poet, Pris, and I called her Prism, which I think is appropriate seeing as how she sees the world through a poet’s eye. 2. Once I pointed out to a friend that by adding a G to her last name “Robinson” […]
1. The Omen 2. The Birthday 3. The Pace of Life. Click HERE to watch how fast it spins. For more commentary on the photos click on the comments.
AKA: Computers aren’t the only things with hard drives that crash. My blog is the driving force behind my writing. It’s the place where everything starts, the day to day marriage between my love of the written word and my love of record keeping. If my published writing was a theatre film, my blog would […]
