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January 5, 2016

Lost in Code

The television speaks in code In a language immeasurably low Like a competitive humming Vibrating from the inside out This conscious exhalation A paranoia born of consequence As if they’re all watching me Waiting for the resignation That comes before the night When the mix of color and light Play hide and seek in shadows … Continue reading Lost in Code

January 3, 2016

Learning to Expect

“I learnt early to have little expectation so I protected myself from ever feeling greatly disappointed.” ~Natalia Vodianova Cover your ass. Look out for number 1. Protect ya neck. All sayings for the same general thing — being sure that selfishness plays a part in whatever you do. I think of Asimov’s 3 Laws of … Continue reading Learning to Expect

January 1, 2016January 1, 2016

59,961 Words In

I’m 59,961 words into the writing of my latest novel, and I’m just as excited over it now as I was when I began. There’s just something about watching the story unfold that’s even better than reading a well-constructed book by one of my favorite authors. I think it’s because even though I’m writing this … Continue reading 59,961 Words In

December 31, 2015December 31, 2015

So This Was the Old Year

There was absolutely nothing wrong with 2015, at least from my perspective. The year opened with so much hope and promise, like so many years before it. I went back to therapy because it was necessary, not because I felt lost in an abyss. My children entered the year halfway through the lower grade and … Continue reading So This Was the Old Year

December 30, 2015

The Shadow of Arrogance

Someone once called me cocky, and I took offense to it at the time, but now that I think about it perhaps I was. When did a supreme amount of self-confidence begin to translate to cocky? When did something that is supposed to be good cross the line into bad territory? There is an admittedly … Continue reading The Shadow of Arrogance

December 28, 2015

On Turning 39

I remember all of my birthdays, starting with the one to commemorate my turning 6. I had a Batman cake that year, and I recall the Batman looked a little wilted, and I said as much to my mother. It was the old school Batman with the non-form fitting suit. In fact, if I’m not … Continue reading On Turning 39