Eat the Frog

I really struggled with choosing this word. FOCUS kept coming back to me though, and I would reject it as not being poetic enough, prett...

November for me is about cleaning: instead of Spring cleaning, I do a fall purging. An accounting for. A turnover. A clean slate. ...

Day three was so overwhelming and amazing that I can't even remember what I ate. Seriously. Ok, Actually I think I had eggs for breakfas...

Day two. I slept most of it. Yes I did. I could not sleep the night before. I got up at lunch time and washed my hair, then spent about 45 m...

Waiting for take off. In the air! Flying was interesting. At our local airport,  there was much fuss about Swamp Fire, our signatur...

There is a children's book, Travel Light, by Naomi Mitchison, that says, " Will she stay dragonish and hoard wealth and pos...

This summer has been unusually cool and the wind has been calm as well. There are very few ticks or mosquitoes, and the humidity is just a...

This week I received three acceptance letters from publishers for my writing submissions. The first one was an essay I wrote about my experi...

Sabotage . That is my word for the year. So much of the last decade has been me sabotaging any efforts of the creative part of myself. I was...

My happy place. 15 feet from a too cold to care alligator, this picture was taken and sent to my Instagram account with GPS data so that ...

This is my personal goal list from 2011, though it includes some farm stuff too. 1)Expand the apiary 2)Learn to play fiddle 3)Grow tomat...

I admin eight groups on facebook. I started five of those. If there is something I want that does not exist, I usually start it up myself...

Words that split open the landscape that is my heart, crack the bone, and tear at flesh. What I am doing is dangerous. The final advise that...

I have a lot of work out for consideration, so much in fact that I have nothing right now to submit. I have 4 poems in progress, 4 in revisi...

This year I pledged to empty my draft drawer of doom, to not sabotage myself, to get the work I created out there. No more regrets. Why is...

I have written about 12 new poems since I returned from Georgia. It was as if I picked up the pen and 15 years had not passed. Some thin...

This week, I found myself in the parking lot of our local grocery store, stars twinkling, the air warm and humid, heading home. I reali...

This came up: Do I feel like I missed an entire lifetime and potential by abandoning writing, by not moving to Savannah, GA in 1999, by not...

Since I have been there and back again (to Ossabaw), I have written 10 new poems, edited 60, retired 10 or so. I have submitted 32 of tho...

One of my goals has been to blog everyday. I mean, of course I miss some days and prioritise tasks, but I have been averaging 25/30 days and...