Today there are hundreds of New Year’s resolutions floating around the atmosphere, let alone plastered all over the Facebook universe. Some are backed by good intentions, lifelong desires, and even more from spur of the moment interests. Regardless of where these resolutions stem from, I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to bottle up all these grand expectations or wishful thoughts or … Continue reading New Year’s Lightening Bugs
A few years ago, when I was extremely broke and living with a roommate who was equally unfortunate monetarily, we had our lights shut off. It was mid-afternoon and the energy company wouldn’t be able to turn everything back on until the following day, so we were pretty much stuck living in darkness until then. My roommate, who was a freak about technology, was lost … Continue reading Good Bad Days
I don’t know how, but I’m doing it. About a week ago, I officially put my mental foot down and told myself that I needed to start writing again. (Yay, me!) And, although it’s been extremely slow going, I seem to be making steady progress on the writing front. Now, when I say progress, I mean that I am writing a little of something every … Continue reading What Qualifies?
A child’s first best friend isn’t their parent or sibling or even their dog. The hard truth is that a child’s first holder of secrets and wishing buddy is, and always will be, their favorite stuffed animal. Since I am now an old geezer who officially has a two-year-old nephew zipping around the house in search of something to constantly destroy, I figured that it … Continue reading Peaches
In college, writing seemed so magical. And, as an English Writing Major, it was a part of my everyday life. Going beyond the weekly term papers and regular school work in general, I wrote a hell of a lot while I was in college. The ironic thing is, I never thought I wrote at all. Yet, now that I’ve been out of school for a … Continue reading Writing Buddies
Change is a horribly scary thing and a magnificently brilliant undertaking. I’m at that age where there’s a lot of change going on in my immediate environment, both with myself and with my friends and family. It’s almost to the point of being overwhelming. I’m sure it is overwhelming if I let myself sit for a minute and grasp the gravity of it all. But … Continue reading Derailed
I never really belonged to any cliques when I went to school. It’s not that I didn’t have friends, because I did, it’s just that I seemed to be friends with a bunch of different groups. I’m sure it didn’t help that I was constantly moving around while I was growing up, so I didn’t really have the time necessary to identify with one solid … Continue reading My Peeps
One of my best friends recently got a new addition… no, not a baby – a tattoo. For the sake of keeping the nosey cyber public at bay, I’ll refer to my close friend as Wilberta. After all, she lives in a big city and I’d hate to get an angry phone call that some freaky blog stalker asked her to pull her shirt up … Continue reading Drawing a Novel