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What Queens teach us
What Queens teach us

Bingeing, because that’s how I do. While there is no small amount of manufactured and edited for tv drama, ultimately shows of Rupau…

The briefest of exchange

Every day. I forgot how hard it was to keep at it. It isn’t a fear of the blank page, nor a pressure that gold come from my thoughts. Just f…

Be Thankful
Be Thankful

Mid November and it was 70 degrees and sunny. I bought my mid-life crisis convertible beetle and have no regrets. Diggin’ the scene with a g…

Embody
Embody

It’s a shell; this container of mostly water propelled by questionable mind. I feel the exact opposite of grounded. You know? Where you …

The Doing is the Thing
The Doing is the Thing

This object (me) at rest is so very invested in remaining so. I’m not sure if I’m depressed. It’s not a matter of shame. Probably its …

Lone voice
Lone voice

…in the wilderness. Intro Screenshot from Changeling VR So, 2020 is a thing. Those of us who are living it right now get all the wei…

Fantastic
Fantastic

Playing two different DnD campaigns. Role playing, story telling, ensemble world and story building. All good stuff.

A Little Light
A Little Light

Sketch 7 of 100 days

On the Need for Something Real
On the Need for Something Real

The day is full of stuff. I think that is the correct noun. Stuff it in, flotsam, detritus, junk, anything and everything. So much needful a…

One Continuous Line
One Continuous Line

Took effort this time to say, I must do this before the day is done. So, day six of writing and sketching each day. Here. A doodle. A …

Day 6 of 100 sketches
Day 6 of 100 sketches

joyous

It was a good day. Last full course day of the semester for me, and I can see Summer just a bit away. Teaching 4 courses, all of them on …

Siofra
Siofra

Mom’s dreamscape

Inbalance

Write first. Title later. It’s like emotional equilibrium is some spinning top, subject to the least bit of external flotsam. The …

Today twenty three
Today twenty three

I used to tell time by the milestones each of the boys hit: first steps, potty training, the deepening of a voice, a driver’s license. He…

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