This Glorious Mess

Nagoya

A Writer’s Thoughts and Feelings on a Journey through Honshu, Part 2

A deep restlessness saps into my fingers, my hands, my tired arms and slumped shoulders, but my bedraggled feet are done moving. So I refuse to move, unsure what to do.

Getting It

(Apologies to Charles “Hank” Bukowski)

Dear Robert,

In search of solder to mend my broken heart

Do I say it wasn’t worth it?

Child

-In Love, Honour and Respect and Awe of every Child-

While I’m Passing Shizuoka

A Writer’s Thoughts and Feelings on a Journey through Honshu, Part 1

I’m All That I Ever Needed

I’m remembering back to high school English class my senior year. I looked at a cute boy across the room wearing…

Am I a Writer Yet?

I have always been a writer. I have been one who writes. I have written personal essays, monologues, scenes and even a play…

Today is the day

Today is the day. Live your life with abandon. Be courageous and wild at heart. Take chances and be spontaneous.