Gonna be hot today they say well heckit’s June it’s supposed to be hot sobring it on heat bring it on I hear some boob in Washingtongot a new idea to inflict on usand it’s about time somebody did somethingabout that it’s criminal just criminal good thing we have people watching outfor us you knowContinue reading “hot”
Category Archives: Free yourself
That which governs the dance
My stream of consciousness, as it were, was dammed by the other side of the brain: “What are you writing?” “What are you trying to say?” “What does it mean?” “What madness will people think overcame you?” All these questions until the madness was crowded out. The Self-Editor or the Self-Censor, call it what IContinue reading “That which governs the dance”
Fighting my inner zombie
“But I need to see my Likes! I should check to see if anyone reacted to my comment in Old Guys Who Like Old Comics or that thread about Madge the Palmolive Lady.” My self looked at me askance. “Yesterday, when you banged your head against the dining room light fixture, are you should youContinue reading “Fighting my inner zombie”
I Berate Myself and Hear An Answer
“Fool!” I said to myself. “A quiet morning and the household asleep, and you browsed Facebook for 20 minutes — 20 minutes that could have produced a poem, an insight, an image, a story idea, or a solution.” “And now you’ve fretted and sulked for five minutes,” my self replied, “five minutes that could haveContinue reading “I Berate Myself and Hear An Answer”
Full is, well, full
I needed a few more hundred words on the subject of freedom to complete my next book of poems and aphorisms, Full, and that more than anything is why I assembled my thoughts into yesterday’s post, “The cost of freedom.” And so I have moved Full: Rockets, Bells & Poetry into “production” mode, and youContinue reading “Full is, well, full”
Trusting in the possibilities
The possibilities are endless. I look around my room and part of me is overwhelmed. How does it always get this messy? I’m like a kid who doesn’t know to put away his toys, leaving a pile of stuff everywhere I turn. It’s like that when I sit down to write some mornings. What couldContinue reading “Trusting in the possibilities”
ish
Ish? Ah, the fudge is on. You were all set to commit to a path and you ished it. “The project will be done by 4-ish.” “I will reach that goal by July-ish.” “Our love will last forever-ish.” Ish! A plague on your ish. You can do this. Not do it-ish. You can do this.Continue reading “ish”
born free
We are born free … and we see that other people are free, too, and everything works pretty well if we all agree we’re free as long as we don’t hurt others or their freedoms … but then we start building little walls and barriers over what we can do, and then we encounter theContinue reading “born free”
Just. Show. Up.
It was one of those scattered mornings where day-job deadlines loomed and my mind rebelled against the idea of staying in one place and doing The Work first — you know, The Work, not the stuff that brings home the bacon but the other stuff, the stories and the blog posts and the magical musicContinue reading “Just. Show. Up.”
Getting ’er done
So you want to accomplish something, but you don’t have time? Of course you have. You’re awake 16 hours a day; surely you have a few minutes to spend on That Thing You Want To Do. Even one little task is more than nothing: Put one thing on eBay. Look up how to start aContinue reading “Getting ’er done”
