Welcome, and thanks for stopping by. Pull up a chair and sit on the floor. Take a deep breath and rest awhile. What can I get you to drink?
Please, don't rush.
Do you say “I’ll be there in a minute” and “wait a sec,” or, “what’s taking you so long?" Do you look at the clock and yell "where did the time go?" I do... we're not so different. We're in a daily race with our clock.
"I’ll do it later" or, "the timing wasn’t right" - every word I’ve written speaks to the lifestyle we live...
I thought I'd slow down when I reached a certain age. I thought I'd read books and relax. But somebody sat me down at a laptop, and I found myself writing. Now, I'm writing and reading and looking for more time.
Timing is everything (that's my mantra); a lifetime of experience, a laptop, and a passion for examining our human-ness, has come together for me.
I've always been a writer. I write in bits and on scraps, and when they're put together a story about a relationship is in there.
I believe education is ongoing; I attend workshops for writers and am active in critique groups - by the way, I believe they are a must.
Seeing as I'm still finding myself; it's safe to say I'm a seeker. I seek best with music on. It teaches me and arouses my passionate heart. I come alive with music, my music.
I hear Percy Sledge, the Four Tops, Teddy Prendergast, If You Don’t Know Me By Now and John Mayer Daughters, Genesis That’s All and my cells sway and dance, and I feel younger, but it’s not a young that is “seen."
What is this young? Well, it's a young that I only know after living awhile. How odd.
I'm writing and Pandora music is my background. I realized a moment ago that I'd stopped mid-paragraph, lifted my arms and swayed with a great song. And I was in a man’s arms for that moment; I could feel his warmth, his smooth skin. Just for that moment...and then I went right back to my writing.
My body moved with the rhythm of the music.; Otis Redding, Etta James, Adele. My insides tightened with the sax or the drums, and the special way the Blues wail and cry and beg...How’s that for being under a spell? I go somewhere with the music...it has that much power.
Please, don't rush.
Do you say “I’ll be there in a minute” and “wait a sec,” or, “what’s taking you so long?" Do you look at the clock and yell "where did the time go?" I do... we're not so different. We're in a daily race with our clock.
"I’ll do it later" or, "the timing wasn’t right" - every word I’ve written speaks to the lifestyle we live...
I thought I'd slow down when I reached a certain age. I thought I'd read books and relax. But somebody sat me down at a laptop, and I found myself writing. Now, I'm writing and reading and looking for more time.
Timing is everything (that's my mantra); a lifetime of experience, a laptop, and a passion for examining our human-ness, has come together for me.
I've always been a writer. I write in bits and on scraps, and when they're put together a story about a relationship is in there.
I believe education is ongoing; I attend workshops for writers and am active in critique groups - by the way, I believe they are a must.
Seeing as I'm still finding myself; it's safe to say I'm a seeker. I seek best with music on. It teaches me and arouses my passionate heart. I come alive with music, my music.
I hear Percy Sledge, the Four Tops, Teddy Prendergast, If You Don’t Know Me By Now and John Mayer Daughters, Genesis That’s All and my cells sway and dance, and I feel younger, but it’s not a young that is “seen."
What is this young? Well, it's a young that I only know after living awhile. How odd.
I'm writing and Pandora music is my background. I realized a moment ago that I'd stopped mid-paragraph, lifted my arms and swayed with a great song. And I was in a man’s arms for that moment; I could feel his warmth, his smooth skin. Just for that moment...and then I went right back to my writing.
My body moved with the rhythm of the music.; Otis Redding, Etta James, Adele. My insides tightened with the sax or the drums, and the special way the Blues wail and cry and beg...How’s that for being under a spell? I go somewhere with the music...it has that much power.