I am super excited! I have a WEBSITE, an actual website with pictures and everything! I feel like a real grown up writer, and the best part of it is that my husband, Joe, imagined, designed and created it. He... Continue Reading →
I never believed that the act of living happened in black and white. I thought it happened in all the shades of gray, the spaces in between, the cracks and caverns and hidden places. These past few weeks, I have... Continue Reading →
I have been thinking a lot about time. The passing of it, the motion, the gift and the cruelty of it. I am thankful for the memories it gives me, the love and friendship. I hate it for everything it takes... Continue Reading →
I never wrote love poems, not about the good parts of love anyway, until I met my husband, Joe. Perhaps I had never really been in love before him, or perhaps I didn't know what real love was supposed to... Continue Reading →
I don't often write love poems. I have written only a handful and they are all about one person. He is a man who has Ireland running through his blood and a heart that beats with a strength and rhythm... Continue Reading →
I don't often write love poems, so I am especially thrilled to have this one in Foxglove Journal. A huge thank you to editor Elizabeth Gibson! The poem is called, "Honest Hands"
I am thrilled to have another of my poems in Foxglove Journal. My gratitude goes out to editor, Elizabeth Gibson. This one is very different from my usual stuff. You can check it out here.
In the past few months, years after the inception of "Stories from the Edge of Blindness", I started to really explore the blogging world rather than just stand on the outside in abject terror, feeling like a loser. I started... Continue Reading →
I have often lived on the darker side of things, turned toward sadness and despair, wrapped myself in a cloak of sorrow. I know that this way of living and thinking is simply part of the way I am made,... Continue Reading →