I am me; not who others think I should be. When I write, I write for me. I know what I like, so that’s what I write about. I stay away from topics I find offensive, which places me among writers whom many of our critics label “conventional” and “old school.” I don’t think beingContinue reading Being Me
Waxing Nostalgic, Rush
If we could go back in time and if I could invite you into my home in 1974, I’d want you to listen to my brother Russ’s favorite music for a moment. It was heavy, hard, crashing, wild, and untamed at times. Raw. Energetic. Heavy metal. Thundering. Outside, it was summer. I had just graduatedContinue reading Waxing Nostalgic, Rush
Waxing Nostalgic, McCartney Music
My last post was about music I grew up listening to. I featured 10 albums that I call “The soundtrack of my life.” Actually, those albums are mostly the soundtrack of my early teen life. Each one has a reason for being on the list that I kept at 10 albums due to time restraints,Continue reading Waxing Nostalgic, McCartney Music
Waxing Nostalgic With Music
Music is a big deal where I work at and I hear a lot of it on their radio that I don’t like. No matter how well I try to appreciate music after the 1980s, “I like that old-time rock ‘n’ roll” best. Of course, my definition of old-time rock ‘n’ roll differs from someContinue reading Waxing Nostalgic With Music
Another New Look
I gave my Art ~ Writing ~ Life blog a new look again. It’s what I do when my blog looks cluttered and I’m at a standstill with whatever writing or art project I have going on at the time. Life got busier during the past year and I grew weary trying to keep upContinue reading Another New Look
Writing Time
I could write more books—and blog about them—if I had more time to write. My 9-to-5 job—the one that pays the bills—runs within a timeframe of 8:30am to 10pm, five of the seven days of the week. My hours worked during a week fall between 30 and 38 hours. A typical schedule looks like this:Continue reading Writing Time
Blues-ing It
I’m writing this before I leave for work. I have a 1-10pm shift today. Next month I celebrate 16 years at the store I work at. Celebrate is the wrong word. I don’t celebrate anything about my job. Well, maybe the paycheck. But that isn’t much to party over. To say my job is depressingContinue reading Blues-ing It
On Writing Poems
A poet is a dreamer meditating on the reality of forging words into a fantasy of making love to the entire world.
