I am filled with a boiling rage. If you don’t know why then read this and take your pick. My Aussi friend asked me where I was going to flee. At first I said I was going by way of Canada since I have friends who will take me in. But then I said thatContinue reading “FIE! FIE!”
As we drove into the state of Michigan, from a sea of pink hats to a dense fog of red voters, I wondered what would be next. Would I have the courage to wear my hat and pins proudly without my pink brothers and sisters beside me? Where would I find my infusion of FightContinue reading “Now What?”
Yep. That’s him!
Getting ready to head down. Marching not just for today, but for our future. The human rights of all people #whyimarch #womensmarchonwashington
On our trek to the closest Methodist church we ran into a group of bikers that were trying to occupy DuPont Circle. There were only about 20-30 bikers there. And a whole lot of pro pot peeps across the street. We stepped into a Krispy Kreme to get a coffee and found myself in lineContinue reading “The Only Way Out of the Maze is Up”
I’m drinking coffee. I dislike coffee. Anything that looks like dirt mixed with water should be met with distrust. Except in cases that involve chocolate. I like chocolate. Therefore I take my dirt water and mix it with a teaspoon of cocoa. About a 1/2 cup of coconut milk and a packet of Splenda. ItContinue reading “Coffee Non-conformist”
This is really a first post, it’s more of a test to see how my site looks. I will come back later….wish I could have this go elsewhere.
Glory remembers nothing of her life, as far as she is concerned, her life began at the moment she was murdered. She feels doomed to wander the city forever but a freak incident brings her to a human Detective and the possibility of finding out who she is, solve her murder and hopefully to finallyContinue reading “Earthbound”
I would write. With abandon. I would give an ample notice at work and then I would finish editing Second Chance Key while taking breaks to write Earthbound. I would finish writing and polish three books in 2014. I would take naps. I would actually fold the laundry I washed and maybe even put itContinue reading “What would I do if I weren’t afraid?”