Looking, Searching, Confusing

It’s not there. I can’t find it. It’s not coming to me and I am not able to go to it. I read books, I devoured them actually, I read faster than I have in years. I even enjoyed the books, but it wasn’t there. I matched my insomniac mind with my heart brimming love,…

A Writer’s Absence (Unedited)

As a human being I find so many voices in my head. Some kind, some guilty, some heart broken, some hopeful, some tormented, some loving, some hurting. As a writer, I bury some of them. I know that’s odd. Aren’t writers supposed to give voices and not take them away? I know that’s how I…

Experience The Kindness Boomerang

Originally posted on Rise Like Air:
“Remember there is no such thing as a small act of kindness. Every act creates a ripple with no logical end.” Scott Adams When Orly Wahba was four years old she told her parents she dreamed of changing the world with kindness. Years later as a middle school teacher,…

Give The Odd Ducks A Chance

I’ve always had an odd sort of love for the unconventional. This often leaves me at the very annoyed receiving end of “You haven’t watched THAT?!” or “I can’t believe that you haven’t read THAT book yet!” Well yes, I haven’t. I haven’t watched or read ANY of that and let me tell you why….

UNLOVE YOU

I can’t unlove you My heart can’t unbreak I can’t unfeel how it felt But feel so much myself My whole body ached And I can’t unknow this Lord, I wish I knew how But I can’t unlove you So come love me for now

Where Am I From?

Where are you from? I don’t really know how to answer that question. Correction, I don’t really think that question should even be asked to a person. You can ask me where my parents grew up, where I was born, where I went to school, where I went to college. You can ask me where…

Another Night Sky, Another Year

At exactly five minutes past midnight on the first day of this year, I layed down on a heap of cold sand and looked into the vast night sky. There were a few stars, not as many as I had been used to seeing of late back then, but it would do. I looked at…

53 Fridays Later, I Moved On

Spend more time with mom and dad. Get more green into the diet. Learn the violin again. Get back to reading more books. Travel the Golden Triangle with my best friends. Complete the novel I have been writing. Get over the love of my life. They say that if you sit by Time’s Square long…