Divine Sisters Brothers of Light Keepers of the Divine Feminine Power. I will not keep silent anymore. I will use my voice for healing If my roar intimidates, be aware... ...unconditional love is trying to penetrate you. With my voice I awaken your demons invite them forward to play. Join me on this higher elevation … Continue reading Enter The Temple of Sekmet (and don’t forget to wear Red.)
(NOTE: This occurred in May 2015...) Once at Murphy's I am consumed with the idea of a beer. In one day I embraced mortality twice; surely, my libation limitations can be excused this evening!* Besides, the two male cousins before me, busy with setting up our pool table, have earned my trust, now and forever. … Continue reading Mountain Song
Even into the darker blue, the Gulf waters felt too hot. Surely there's a cold spot somewhere, I thought. I wanted to swim out further to find that magic place, but I needed a spotter. I came with three of my favorite fellas, but they were gathered around our table for the day, too far … Continue reading Friends In Warm Places
The distinct smell of National Novel Writing Month is in the air, wafting curls of pumpkin spice-flavored coffee, donuts, and fear dancing in the four winds. All of November, local coffee shops morph into coliseums, where literary warriors compete against the clock and indirectly with each other. It is a feat of near mythical challenge: … Continue reading FOMO on NaNo
Inside this anthology you'll find yours truly in both prose and poem form! The story I submitted is from the perspective of a social predator locked in a holding facility, terrifying residents and staff alike. Oh and the evil person happens to be female 😉 There's three poems dedicated to women in the throes of … Continue reading Just In Time For Halloween
My mind is so bored. I wish to be inspired. Help me! I'm having a hard time working through contemporary fiction novels as of late. Once the story gets going, I feel less involved and more talked down. Once the story reaches it's epoch, I feel a, 'yeah, so?' instead of an investment. Endings leave … Continue reading Instead of “Why Me?” Can We Do “What If?”
Appalachian Overlook, North Carolina
My first book signing. We ran out of books. I actually had to run out to my car for the two books I had in the backseat; luckily, leftovers from an earlier attempt at guerrilla marketing. The last fourteen months of my life living dollar to dollar so I can get published, and now I'm holding 10s … Continue reading Happy Anniversary, Johnny Saucedo! WE DID IT!