Category Archives: Writing

Something that I want.

If there was a word for each day, today’s would be Disgruntled… unreasonable a close second.  One of those days where I don’t feel like smiling or being jovial.  I just want to simmer in my sullen, slovenly mess. There’s … Continue reading

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Punching in a dream

I am the queen of change.  Well, if not the actual queen, then at least a member of the Royal Family of Change and heir to the throne.  I have spent the last 5 years documenting on my blog the pursuit and exultation … Continue reading

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Cough syrup

I’m hiding in my basement.  Not because there’s an impending tornado about to hit my house but because of the one that already did.  Metaphorically speaking, of course.  The contents of my kitchen drawers and cabinets have been vomited onto every available surface… countertops, … Continue reading

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Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye

Remember when I used to have a blog?  Gosh, those were the days.  Now, I pour my heart and thoughts into other people’s pages and posts.  Selling the flickers of what I like to market as “genius” to the highest bidder.  And what’s … Continue reading

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Brothers & sisters

Most of the time, Emma and Gerrit are the best of buds.  They laugh together, play together, snuggle together.  For being siblings, they really don’t fight that often.  But lately, I’ve seen the beginnings of what I assume to be the … Continue reading

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Addicted to love

Writing is a conundrum.  While it solves one problem, it creates another.  It’s something I crave, a need I have to fulfill.  So I put my words out there into a post and feel better.  Deep breath because I never know how … Continue reading

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Frankly, Mr Shankly

A long time ago, when I was just a wee little lass, my mother came up with a highly unusual concept.  She decided that she would try to protect my mind from all the nonsense of this world.  Nursery rhymes and fairy … Continue reading

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