This Monday will mark the first Labor Day and accompanying weekend that I have had off in four years. Working all the time has gotten me no closer to my goals and only served to distract me from working towards my best future. All work and no play has made for a very unproductive writer.
Today, I cleaned most of my house; the bedroom and the bathroom remain. The laundry is done and the dishes…
The beach was broken.
There wasn’t much of a shore to explore
At least at first…
Further on the path
Around the bend
And through a mangrove forest
There was some sand for my toes.
And waves to rinse away
All the residue that has been clinging
To every step I take, weighing down
Thought, action and tainting feelings
I stood and laughed
Cleansed the unvoiced anger
letting me breathe
for a time
Today is the first day of school for my students. The schedules are messed up, the bulletin boards are unfinished and no one not even the teachers knows that is about to happen. Hope your Monday goes well.
Mine is going to be interesting to say the least.
What was your most interesting first day?
Nation by Sir Terry Pratchett
As some of you may have heard, Sir Terry Pratchett has had to cancel an appearance at a UK convention due to the embuggerance catching up to him. In 2007, Sir Pratchett was diagnosed with an early form of Alzheimer. He made the announcement to his fan community on December 11th of that year. In 2008, the…
Lethal Outlook by Victoria Laurie
I love brain candy, but before you begin to think that Lethal Outlookby Victoria Laurie is a piece of fluff, let me give you my definition of brain candy. My kind of brain candy is rich like Godiva chocolate. Intense and absolutely delicious, something that keeps me coming back. A book where I am going…
So many times before you danced in and out of my life
making me laugh and dream
a wacky creature from beyond the stars
But the day I felt in love with you
the day knew I would forever love you
was the day
you gave meaning to dreams
and ripped pages out of books
and made a desk set fly
the day you told me
the meaning to poetry
was inside beyond the words
the day you gave a character life
There is one question that continually draws my ire. Are you ready? No, I am not.
I am not ready for school to begin in a week. I am not ready for tomorrow or the next day. They are coming anyway.
Time slips past me and deadlines always loom.
So I am not ready for today or tomorrow, but they are coming anyway.
Good news, bad news. It is coming and I will deal with it when it comes.
That may be…
Dusk and Summer by Joseph A. Pinto
The first time I read this book, it held me captive, curled beneath my comforter until it was done with me. Recently, it was released under a new publisher and with a new cover. Dusk and Summer kept me prisoner for a second time this afternoon.
The novella published by Pinto in 2008 is a deeply personal…
Coverart by Steven Warrick
The end of summer is rapidly approaching and I am worn out. Summer isn’t really a restful time for me, like many teachers I try and squeeze too much into the school free days.
There is really never enough time to do everything. Over planning and underfunded mean that most of my school free days were actually spent working. Days off were spent with family and friends…