WISHFUL THINKING

Yes I am. Stuff happened this week that I'd rather not disclose, and left me feeling frustrated. What do I do when I'm frustrated? I write, and I paint (and I mean on Photoshop, I suck at real art). And so I ended up with one artwork and one poem. I really only write poetry when I'm so messed up that I want to go banging against walls and tearing up things. So, well, this is one of those times. And I always end up posting these on the blog too. Today I'm only putting up the poem. Yes, I think I'm sort of weird some times. This poem is not even a real poem. It lacks the lyrical quality of poetry, it lacks rhythm or rhyme, it lacks the characteristic beauty of good poetry. But before you judge....It's really not a poem at all.  It's just...an outpouring.  Sort of like siphoning my emotions right into the paper, holding that paper carefully so it doesn't splash all over. Honestly. An outpouring. THE POEM-  OUTSIDE. You may say I'm sensit...

Okay, the new installment is long overdue, and I know it is. Groan, groan, groan. I had an issue with the manuscript and then another long and nasty one with the plot. Finally things seem to be a little settled between me and all the issues, and I guess I can post again pretty soon. Maybe tonight if no other issues crop up. I've been busy reading Stephen King's UNDER THE DOME, a terrific book with terrific plot twists, and have just about finished that high-octane read so I can soon begin my next one- a book by Helen Grant, called THE GLASS DEMON. I'll be putting up reviews soon of both, although I don't think any review can do justice to King's book- which should be read!!!  More on SHADED coming soon! The lovely and wonderful Misha has agreed to promote this book, and you can read what she had to say about it here I also did a new and very  surreal photomanipulation I call The Memory Lane (um, literally)