Sunday, August 12, 2012
Writing Samples, Background Checks, and the movie Psycho
Thursday, July 5, 2012
The Birch Aquarium in La Jolla
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
My Story "Mysteriously Clean Apartment" was Published on Amazon
Friday, April 1, 2011
Delaney on Arapahoe
Samuel Delaney
stands on Arapahoe
side of the street in front of
Naropa University
Like big amiable bear
With long Santa Claus beard
Close enough for him
To see me wave goodbye
As Sarah and I drive by.
He pauses briefly,
As if to wonder who?
Before raising his own to make the same gesture
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
The Wonder"verse"
Wonderland of imagination and words,
Multi-colored pens,
A hundred half pages of prose,
and Lewis Carroll…
Safe Haven…..
Echoes…..
into the blackness of space…..
edging the “verse” to find
the key of Apollo
undamaged…
amidst the ruins
The lotus
grows and blooms in the mud
emerges pure and clean
The pen and paper prevail
where tongue and speech fail
And then….
P’s musty old typewriter
glows with vitality
Precision of the arrow
Guided by its bow
Awareness of every………..day LIFE
peacocks, and Lamas,
Josslings, and fireflies
Exploration of the essential
The root
and the heart
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Poetic Medley
What happens
in my living space
when I turn on the lights?
Dakota's howl awakens
that which is found within.
It's not the wolf we fear,
it's the wilderness.
Tree trunks and roots,
immoveable
unwavering
and still....
in the midst of torrential rains.
This door
leads to a dew drop
that has no name
no blame
no need for retort
Still I yearn
to have a way
or a word
to be known by
Years fade
like memories
cascade....
Leaves fall prey
to gusty mayhem
wilt away
on top
olive blades of grass
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Honorable mention
About the time I finished reading these sentences, my mind broke into two. Part 1 of my mind couldn't quite process the data it was just given, and was stuck on the theory "rejection notice." However, the new data created a glitch in the system, and Mind Part 1 tried to reason how a rejection notice could begin with the prophecy of good news.
Luckily Part 2 of my Mind was able to process the information and was excited to continue reading the letter. However, it was in such a hurry to read further that my eyes almost couldn't keep up. They tripped over words, scraping their knees, but Mind Part 2 grabbed their hands and dragged them across the next sentence. "It is my pleasure to tell you that your manuscript, Indulgence, has been awarded Honorable Mention in the Mainstream/Literary Short Story category of the 78th Annual Writer's Digest Writing Competition."
So as a part of my blog entry this week, I am including an excerpt from my short story Indulgence, which was Honorable Mentioned in the 78th Writer's Digest Writing Competition:
Indulgence
Blaze added another coat of cover up to the wrinkles around her eyes, touched up her mascara, and repainted her lips a crimson red. She examined herself naked in front of the dressing room mirror; average height and weight, long, dark hair, and large, full lips. She saw the sagging of her breasts, the wrinkles around her eyes, the flabbiness of her stomach, and how her pale thighs jiggled when she moved. She was accustomed to hiding her flaws through make up and costume.
Blaze took out a black nightie that covered her belly. She always wore lingerie that covered her stomach since it was no longer tight and slim as the stomach of the young girl who stood next to her, applying pink lip gloss. The young girl couldn’t have been more than twenty-one years old. She was pixie like, with slightly pointed ears that poked through her blond hair.