It's Random Thursday yet again! It's time to elaborate on monday's myth a little. Well, really what we're doing is reprinting something I wrote in my Livejournal on my birthday back in 2005. Which actually requires a little backstory. Which seems weird, but there we are. I have the good fortune to have been born… Continue reading Calliope Jones and the Writer’s Cusp
This was one of those nice, simple myths that would be fun to write that turned into seventy five hundred words. Still, I had fun doing it, and that's a cool thing. If nothing else, it proves that yes, I am still a writer, and that's always good. Wednesday, when I described the premise to… Continue reading Why can we walk past beautiful artwork without noticing it?
It's Thursday, and that means it's another Random day. Today, we're going to have a couple of poems I wrote in the 90's. The first is called "Gypsy Bell," written in Fort Kent, Maine, during the initial love affair I had with poetry. The second is called "Calliope and I" and was written in Seattle,… Continue reading Two Poems from the 90’s