I Kept Journals
Off and on throughout my life, I have been a writer. I guess you could say that I am a writer. Among other things, I kept journals. I still keep journals. I just don’t write in them as much as I used to (although I’m working on getting back into the habit). Snoopy, the Red…
Testimony to the Payment of a Debt
Genesis of a Poem I wrote the poem (below) when I was young. I think I was about 16 or 17, but I’m not positive now. I had been looking in the thesaurus for synonyms for the word “death” for something I was writing, and I came across the phrase “payment of a debt which…
Guido Cagnacci
“Ohhhhhh……..,” I rubbed my head. “Where in the world am I?” The irony of that question would be some time in making itself known to me. The last thing I remembered was sitting in O’Hungry’s in Old Town, San Diego—Earth. “Earth?” you ask. Now you may be thinking “where else would you be?” As I was…
This Blog, That Blog & Other Writings
I just realized (today) that I’ve had a button hanging out on the main page for a long time with nothing linked to it, so I figure I better talk about this blog, my other blogs, and my writing generally. I built and maintain most of my websites, and they always include blogs. Read on,…
Nothing to See
Advance warning: This is essentially stream of consciousness writing. It’s unedited. If you become bored with it…well, you’ve been warned. I went out last night and bought my first-ever copy of Writer’s Market. Other than the fact that someone told me to do it, I’m still not sure why. I think it’s because I’d like…
Reading, Writing & The Absence of Presence
The astute amongst us will note that I have not written for…um…a long time. Yowser!, has it really been almost three months! Who’s keeping my calendar, anyway?! Seriously, though, I’ve been busy reading. And writing.
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