The Drive to Create

For a long time now, I have been bemoaning my lack of inspiration, my creative blockages, and my growing desperation that my soul was lost forever, shriveled into a tiny walnut-shell of its former succulent self. Last summer, I traveled to Peru, and while it was incredible (I took 3,000 pictures) it did not kickstartContinue reading “The Drive to Create”

Under Construction

I am so excited to introduce my new website, an extension of my original WordPress blog. Stay tuned for new blog posts, and information on my exciting new project, Poetas Sin Fronteras (Poets Without Borders) San Jose! I certainly hope I can inspire myself to do a little less Facebooking and a LOT more bloggingContinue reading “Under Construction”

Confessions of A Teenage Fungus

I just peered into the past today. In my 20s, my then-partner had ten years of my poems tape-bound into a thick volume. 10 years of poems, ranging from 1982-1993. That covers ages 13-24, prime poem-producing years, to be sure. This volume, entitled Confessions of a Teenage Fungus,  contains around 350 poems. Looking back over thisContinue reading “Confessions of A Teenage Fungus”

Inspiration takes Frightening Forms

So one of my ongoing goals is to write 750 words a day on something, anything, as long as it’s not a tweet or a Facebook post. This might be a challenge, as my creative sauce has been low for the past couple of years, and I fear my imagination-brain has shriveled to dried-pea size inContinue reading “Inspiration takes Frightening Forms”

I M*A*S*H* With You

I can’t tell you of the joy that rose today in my heart, watching my husband play M*A*S*H* on my iPad. Although he was a bit confounded by his proclaimed “red and violet” wedding to Naomi Watts, with 333 attendants, a “robust” honeymoon in Bangalore, India, and consequent settling down into a shack in TokyoContinue reading “I M*A*S*H* With You”

The Olden Days, B.I. (Before Internet): Music Edition

So, This year I decided that I am finally going to listen to all my vinyl record albums on my record player, because otherwise, why have them? Well, at least that’s my husband’s opinion. (He doesn’t like all my books, either, but too bad. I reduced from fourteen bookshelves + piles down to three, wellContinue reading “The Olden Days, B.I. (Before Internet): Music Edition”