“A Sorta Fairytale,” words and music by Tori Amos On my way up north Up on the Ventura I pulled back the hood And I was talking to you And I knew then it would be A life long thing But I didn’t know that we We could break a silver lining And I’m so…
When I wrote my Sci-Fi female lead, I wanted her to be sexy. Silly me, I defined sexy using the following criteria: Smart, at least in terms of problem solving and the ability to think during stress Strong, physically, mentally, and emotionally Feminine, because strength and femininity aren’t mutually exclusive Clothed, in things other than…
Every piece I write seems to have its own soundtrack. I used to attribute it to mood, but it’s more than that. When I go to write a poem, story, or novel, I simply can’t write without the right music. I usually don’t know what that music is until I start writing. Still, the words…
My next book. “One of these nights at about twelve o’clock this whole earth’s gonna reel and rock… things thay’ll tremble and cry fer pain for the Lord’s gonna come in his heaven aeroplane.” — Heavenly Aeroplane A sparse, but enthusiastic crowd sits in the aluminum stands of a high school baseball game. Along the…
1. See whom you wish to connect to. 2. Determine if a connection is warranted. 3. Find your opportunity for making a connection. 4. Connect. 5. Enjoy your connection. You’re welcome.
Perhaps the only ray of light coming from Robin Williams’s suicide is the fact that people are beginning to believe it’s okay to talk about depression. Much in the way that Rock Hudson’s death opened the lines of communication regarding AIDS and HIV, people are now openly talking about depression, bipolar disorder, cutting, suicide. Maybe…
I’ve been playing with abstract art. Here’s a first attempt, which I call “Light over Granada” for no reason other than that’s where I started it. P.S. Every time I type “Granada” I actually type “Grandad” first.
Two short videos showing the emergence of the sun over Plaza Nueva and La Alhambra in Granada, Spain. These were taken at around 0730 hours.
… but I love to watch you leave. These were shot in Granada, Spain. The first is the approach to La Alhambra. Come back, Maria, come back. Ah. That was worth the wait, wasn’t it? Thank you, baby.
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