Life has been overwhelmingly fantastic…with an emphasis on the overwhelming. I don’t think this happens to other people, but when too much intense stuff happens (even if it is good stuff!) I tend to snap. Other people weather through depressed days because too much is going wrong in their life…whereas I can spend three days… Continue reading I Guess I’m a Nomad a.k.a. Where the HECK I’ve BEEN
Waiting at the airport is a wonderful feeling. Anything that isn’t frantically trying to navigate gates, negotiate baggage, or interpret TSA’s security screening instructions is nice when you’re at an airport. The part where you just find a seat, people-watch, and wait to be swept away in a giant flying machine is enjoyable. Flying freaks… Continue reading Motion, Commotion, and Flying Machines
I finally made it home from the last leg of my most recent adventure! However, I’m not sure what state I’ll be in three weeks from now, so it appears my adventures are becoming so frequent the only determining factor for when they end is when I decide to draw the line and start a… Continue reading Space and Quiet and Noise
Welp, I was just given a crash course in remembering to save my work. Here I was thinking I would just draw up a nice little three or four hundred word blog post, no need to save it before I posted it a moment later when WHAM! Laptop battery dies and MS Word doesn’t want… Continue reading How to Forget to Save Your Work
With anxious, graceful steps, Susanne Dubois walked to the mirror in the hallway. She fidgeted with her hair as she paced, holding it in place with one hand while she attempted to reposition her bobby pins with the other. She had not pinned it well enough initially, and now she could feel her hair gradually… Continue reading Mirror: A Flash Fiction
I think it’s funny how the scientists think they’re the ones that discovered that. Einstein had a big revelation that forced him to question the nature of spacetime as we knew it then, and lo and behold, he figured out that time was not inelastic, not rigid, not uniform…it was relative. Any artist from the… Continue reading Time Has Always Been Relative
Thought I could stand to share another poem. I tried to get this one published for a while, but it wasn’t any editor’s cup of tea. I still love it…one of my favorite of my short poems, maybe. Snuffing Candles Melting, dripping with time passing, Wick still clashing. Ashen, waxen, Flame un-passion. Holding candleholder handles,… Continue reading The Existentially Satisfying Feeling of Snuffing Candles
I take them so rarely, I forget how good vacations are. This last weekend, I had the opportunity to go out to a cabin on Whidbey Island with a friend I don’t see nearly as much as I should. Glen goes to school on the east coast, and he’s just about the only person I… Continue reading Bottling Time on Whidbey Island
England is a very long ways away from you when you live in Seattle. I’m used to being in different timezones for everything of any importance. My online school was based in New Hampshire, as was my literary agency, so I’m used to being three hours behind the curve. England is eight hours away though,… Continue reading Time Differences
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