SELF-PORTRAIT, MAY 28, 2024 I had a panic attack the afternoon of my 46th birthday. It was around 3pm. I was driving to pick up my son, after I had a lovely lunch with a loved one. The panic attack started during the lunch, but I wasn't sure what was happening so I did my… Continue reading 46: Self-Portrait in the Pause – Part I
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Because
These days are for throat work. For deglutition - aka swallowing. For collaboration with pharynx and esophagus. For the miracle of the complexities of breathing. For honest communication swathed in the lapis-blue of my throat chakra energy. Quietly. I've been swallowing it down. The words. The voices. I've been stomach-ing the fears. No wonder I'm… Continue reading Because
You know you’re a writer when
You are constantly thinking of book titles. They come to you whilst you're driving to get your kids, for example. You're thinking about something that happened in your life, and a title for a chapbook, say, or even a full-length poetry collection swoops into your movie mind. Thick black helvetica letters in bold: BREAK-UPS FOR… Continue reading You know you’re a writer when
When Long Gets Longer
It's been a loooong minute since I've posted a blog. That's not to say I haven't started blogs, that I haven't collected a load of photos to share, or quotes that have inspired me, or poems that I want to offer...I've done all of these things and yet never quite made it to hitting the… Continue reading When Long Gets Longer