It’s My Monkey

“Libra: That which disturbs you interests you. Do you dare look into it? One small dose can start your immunity.” I knew exactly what it was referring to when I read my horoscope in the LA Times today. “Do I dare,” I questioned myself? Well, one would hope. As my avoidance kicks in, I wonder... Continue Reading →

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Never Spent

Colors fading, roe depleted Vibrant purpose Still within Another life Another season Regenerate a generation From without and then again From within Progeny bolting forward Not one but all Around again Know from what they came A scale from one to ten It only counts if you're counting From without and then again From within

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TWENTY MINUTE STORIES Volume 1

Linda Gabriel began the Twenty Minute Stories writing group in April of 2017. She polled friends and neighbors in the Beechwood Canyon area of Los Angeles to join, and I was one of the early members. We meet every other Sunday and select prompt words to begin a twenty minute writing session. It's fantastic how... Continue Reading →

SOULS TOUCHING

My first novel is now a reality. "Souls Touching" was conceived in a Twenty-Minute Stories writing group in October of 2020. As with many authors, I put it aside and picked it back up many times. The last year, completion became a concerted effort. I've had the help and guidance of a wonderful friend, author... Continue Reading →

For As Long As We Choose

I used to have a lot of rules. I needed to make love at midnight on New Year’s Eve to make sure the incoming year would be beautiful. Or, whenever my spouse and I went on a trip for either vacation or business, the sooner we made love the sooner the trip seemed to begin.... Continue Reading →

My Gift

Tonight I started making dinner, and Norin’s not participating in an equal way, which translates to I’m doing everything. I’m feeling impatient with him, which is not my usual state in our 35 year marriage.  We’re at the cabin and we stayed out on the lake later than usual, so it’s pretty late and dark by now,... Continue Reading →

A Little Nod

What is it like to be the only woman on a long range fishing boat with 33 men?  I've been doing it for about the last 20 years.  Twice a year, in fact. Sometimes I luck out, or maybe not, and there are one or two women along with me.  Then I’m relying on the... Continue Reading →

My Natural State

My natural state lost Doubt clutters my mind Spider webs of energy confuse my brain Anxiety boomerangs, pounding my heart Fear circulates, pulsing my veins I must escape, run Exhaustion paralyzes me I sneak out the front door Freedom refuses to follow I cry out in defeat, despair A brilliant spark alights It is constant... Continue Reading →

Dancing In the Sky

I wasn’t yet versed on the art of posing for a photograph. I must have just been over a year, walking and talking a bit, but no one had the forethought to clue me in on the art. I don’t suppose it was really necessary at that point, but this is the result.  My sister,... Continue Reading →

Either Way, We Will Be

Writing on planes is my favorite venue to express myself. Well, no, now that I think of it, my favorite venue to express myself is at home after a lovely dinner with wine and smoking a touch of weed. The keys just seem to know what I want to say. I’m deep at those times,... Continue Reading →

A Sense of Us

It’s like I have a new lease on life. I say a lease because you can never tell how long this effect will last. Lease of all, I love it when it’s here and I’m here with it. The experience of that moment is all that matters. Don’t let anyone tell you different. We’re all... Continue Reading →

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