I forget sometimes that writing is work because I often sit a play at it, letting the words fall from on high when they want to. Writing is a pleasure for me. A comfort. A constant in a life that, though it has been happy, is often tumultuous. So sometimes one emotion, one thought, one … Continue reading musing
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if only I had a mini tape recorder…
Last night right before I went to sleep I thought of a brilliant blog post. I had it half written out in my head. It wasn't the meaning of the universe or anything, I wasn't solving the worlds problems but I'm pretty sure it was witty, snarky and highly observational. Also funny. Let's not forget … Continue reading if only I had a mini tape recorder…
when cats cry
Oh what to do, what to say? Yesterday I posted about all those drafts that were saved up in my wordpress... Posts I had barely written. Posts that were long and never concluded. Posts that had great meaning, but I just kind of had trouble letting go of them. The one that seemed most intriguing … Continue reading when cats cry