Tag: writing

  • 2020-12-14 What is Above and Below the Fold

    2020-12-14 What is Above and Below the Fold

    You’ll never know because I’ll never remember. When I wrote this morning.. I wrote for an hour. Something about a procrastinations and lists that somehow led to writing about sharing my poetry with Jim, even the ones covering topics that might not be to his taste or worse, make him uncomfortable. Blah-blah, woof-woof, and then…

  • 2020-12-14 Never 🚫 Ever 🚫 Use Evernote 🚫 Ever!!🚫

    2020-12-14 Never 🚫 Ever 🚫 Use Evernote 🚫 Ever!!🚫

    No no no no no NO NO NO!! I’ve just lost an hour of writing due to a glitch in the Evernote app so this is the LAST note I will ever type using it. Last time this happened, I vowed that if it ever happened again, I was done. I’m so mad I could…

  • 2020-12-13 “We Will Send a Car to Find You…

    2020-12-13 “We Will Send a Car to Find You…

    … if you ever lose your way.” Last night I took my FitBit off because I went to bed somewhat early and realized that text messages buzzing my wrist were keeping me from precious sleep. Consequently I have no idea how long I was asleep or what my sleep score was. I know I put…

  • 2020-12-12 Poetic Rejection

    2020-12-12 Poetic Rejection

    I woke up at 4:30. Wrote a reply to Mr. SCC, feeling enough time had passed and some response was the best course. If only I could say what I want without giving the wrong impression. And why I worry about that is mysterious to me. I’m my own worst conundrum. I went back to…

  • 2020-12-10 Musing from Inside the Promethean Gap

    2020-12-10 Musing from Inside the Promethean Gap

    Is it wrong to approach the world, tentative and wanting? Believing in good intentions and people? That we’re all just stuck here temporary and harmless, abandoned on a mysterious spiral arm of stars? Is it wrong to believe in the power of human connection, however small. The innocence of it. The delicate nature of trust.…

  • 2020-12-09 Random Sign from the Universe?… 🅾️🔀⚛️

    2020-12-09 Random Sign from the Universe?… 🅾️🔀⚛️

    I pulled the day behind me yesterday as I tried to get all the things done. But it was just a screen built to protect me from the rampant procrastination coursing my Veins. Arteries too. Today, I think, will be more of the same. I need a serious check-it-before-you-wreck-it plan. Emails piling up, bills piling…

  • 2020-12-08 Unfamiliar Territory

    2020-12-08 Unfamiliar Territory

    I went to the lake yesterday. I kept my plans and overcame whatever it was that separates people who need each other. Or rather, whatever it is that keeps me from keeping to my word or from doing something that feels so foreign. Is it fear? Am I afraid of what can happen? All the…

  • 2020-12-07 I’ve Got Crocodiles Now

    2020-12-07 I’ve Got Crocodiles Now

    I don’t have much. My attention span feels thin today. Reading Poem-a-day, something about a duplex, I’m left uninspired by the language and really wondering when “This” will appear. Some days are like that and I just want to let it be. I’m giving myself a pep-talk as I write this. You can do it.…