I guess there’s no justice anymore,
It’s all about settling scores.
I am not perfect and so you’ll blame,
‘Cause that makes you better to cause me pain.
No margin for error, no quarter given
Tearing down instead of building up
No such thing as being grown up
And I am angry but what can I do?
Perhaps I’m powerless because I don’t treat people like you.
Maybe I’m okay with that.
Because maybe it matters how we treat the least among us.
I still believe it matters.
So I’m a little bit older, a little bit chubbier, and not entirely wiser than I was when I started writing my blog a few years ago, but I’m still here and I hope I’m still writing things that make my readers glad they stopped by for a visit. Things have been busy with the release of my book in April and I’m a pretty private person when it comes to sharing on the internet, but I thought for those interested I would include the link to my recent author interview with Cindy Jones of Glass Spider Publishing.
I’m still planning on delivering content to my blog readers so no need to fear I’ll forget (although I’m a slacker who only posts about once a month) and I hope to keep it up. I’m still battling with the Sentient House of Doom (branches in the roof this time) so not much has changed but the future is always just one step ahead. I’ll keep chasing it. Thanks for your support along the way!
I’m excited to announce that Noble, my first book, is now available for purchase! Noble is the initial volume in what I intend to be a three-part series. This novel is really special to me, and I hope you’ll be willing to take a chance on it. As writers, it can be difficult to share the fruits of our labor. I think we’re all quite aware of how vulnerable it makes us. However, sharing my writing is the best way I know to explore what it means to be human and connect with others. I love this story. The characters are dear to me and have found a place in my heart. I hope they can find a place in your heart as well.
March 29, 2017
Watching paint dry. A phrase invented to describe the most boring activities known to mankind. Thus am I being painfully reminded of the reasons I never do my nails. I have things to do! Important things! Things I was avoiding which is why I painted my nails in the first place! Sadly, I am committed now. That’ll teach me.
In the interest of full disclosure,
I am not a fan of too much exposure.
All that light
Hurts the eyes
I much prefer rainy skies.
My introverted heart rejoices
Finding peace from opinionated voices.
I understand, make no mistake,
But there’s only so much anger I can take.
I feel alone in my desire for joy,
But I earned it and I refuse to let it be destroyed.
It’s a gift I won’t surrender
The world could use more awe and splendor.
Unexpected dear companions like falling stars, however brief
Gift awe and reverence
Illuminating the lonely darkness of life
For but a moment.
Grazing hearts before they are gone into the horizon
Skimming that curve of Earth before they disappear.
We, too, shoot across the firmament
Knowing not how we touch the lives of others
Skipping along the atmosphere of those rotating
Leaving longing in our wake
Sparking hope in that empty space
Inspiring elusive and tender
Or maybe you don’t.
So I suffer for my art
Painting with words
As others do in brush strokes.
Using a medium common to all
Seeking an elusive mastery
No perfect equations here despite the many manuals.
That which quickens the mind and touches the heart
Makes friends only when it chooses.
With whom it chooses.
And I become a beggar
Left lonely and abstract
Yearning for that fickle companionship
Finding rationality wrapped in whimsy
Filling up the great white blankness with words
Spilling out like colors.
Apologies if anyone was expecting a football analogy, but this is my annual examination of my resolutions for the year. Feel free to come up with your own analogies if you feel disappointed. I’m sure it’s a theme with untold riches for the sports inclined. For the remaining few interested in my vague plans for the new year please continue reading.
This is one of the few consistent posts on my blog. I know resolutions don’t resonate with everyone but I like being able to track my own so I find this to be a convenient place to write mine down. Otherwise, I find them with the dust bunnies when I spring clean every few years. As I have mentioned before, I often complete the things on my list well after I write them down. I actually find the exercise more useful from an introspective viewpoint. It shows me what I considered important enough to follow through with and themes as well as fads that run from year to year. As character assessment goes, it is pretty hard to beat.
That being said, I think this year’s list of goals will be relatively short and practical. Here we go!
1. Leave the world a better place than I found it.
2. Be positive and have a sense of humor about life.
3. Make my loved ones a priority.
4. Write the words I am meant to write.
8. Be healthier (according to my own standards)
9. Try new cheese on my crackers.
10. Enjoy life!
There you have it. 2017 here I come. Happy New Year everyone!
They’ve got axes to grind,
but I’ve given up mine
Those edges worn brittle
Thinned and whittled down with anger
Chipped and Damaged
Swinging not caring who they cut.
Isn’t it enough already?
Double-bladed exchanges full of hate
Each believing they know more of love.
Whet stones shedding sparks
Starting fires the rest of us have to try to put out.
Compromise on something other than your ethics
For the sake of the rest of us
Bury the hatchet.