The Living Goddess Exhibit

It’s here! The magic of goddess energy comes to life November 11th in the lovely city of Gulfport. Come see Persephone, Pomba Gira, Brigid, Hecate, Kali, Ix Chel, and Inanna amuse the crowd with their vivacity! $6 at the door. Exhibit begins at 8pm.

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Han-yaa-say-ohh!

Sitting here at T and Me Tea Company in Gulfport,  biding time until the open mic at Mangia Gourmet starts at 7:30.  What a perfect occasion to put in some NaBloPoMo time.
Checked my stats, the WordPress tutorial was right about being obsessed with it, and I’ve had some views from South Korea. Which explains my phonetic title. 😉 Fun facts: my brother is married to a Korean woman. My nieces and nephew are delightfully insane. My sorority daughter is an American of Korean heritage. And I can eat the mess outta some Korean food!

20131012_214202 Sat here with Johnny the blues guitarist and I said, “You know what the most perfect song is?”
“No.”
“Kenny Rogers. Lady.”
He made a face. “I don’t know the song.”
“Yeah you do. Laady…I’m your knight in shining armour…and I love youuu…”
Still with the face.
I continue, “You have made me what I am aaaanddd…I am yourrrss”
I just serenaded Johnny.
He’s holding his head. “I know the song. I don’t like it.”
“Why?”
“I can’t think of it right now.”
We decide we should reboot the song, a funk version, keep the lyrics, I sing it and bam! I’m the next Sarah McLaughlin. Gulfport’s got a significant lesbian population;  we’d be a hit!

My plan is to take my wall graffiti and use Thursday through Sunday to blitzkrieg my manuscript.  Take small naps, like a Masai warrior on watch duty, eat only protein and drink coffee til my blood runs brown. Yeah man, I can so pull it off. As long as no one bothers me.

Guess I’ll go warm up the pipes. If Johnny shows up, I’m reciting this poem because it reminds me of him:

The Space Between the Words

Now you have gone into that space
Beyond language

You have gone into the pauses in our conversation
The time beyond time and time within time

You are in those moments when we sit in the audience
Waiting for the curtain to rise

And the end when the curtain has closed
And the actors have taken their bows

You are within the pauses of the bird’s song
When we strain to hear the next note

In the water between the fish
In the traveler’s silence within a foreign language

You are in the air that fills the sky
In the moments after the sunset

You are between night and day
Spirit next to soul

You are in the space between the words
The moment before the artist picks up her brush

–Vicky Lettmann

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Wonder Woman Has Clocked Out

Original Post Date July 10, 2013 at 11:24 AM

The author hangs up her superhero persona for some needed respite.

Von Simeon needs a break from Von Simeon.

The drive from Tampa International Airport towards Gulfport was so enchanting, it sapped any want for me to do any work last Friday. Thankfully, Trace was of the same sentiment. She met me atStella’s and we lollygagged until 1:30. Mind you, our session started at 10am. We did work through a full chapter and some change, a segment of I Blew Up Juarez I would define as ‘delightfully sinister.’  After that, my brain auto-hibernated. Johnny Girl, you’re gonna have to take a back seat for a couple of weeks.

The call for escapism was amplified last Sunday on Siesta Key. Our special little spot was crawling with…tourists! I cranked up my Beach Playlist to try to ignore them, but the encroachment was too distracting. So I’m taking it north of here, into the interior, towards the big shiny city that is Orlando. I’ll take theme park tourists over beach tourists any day.

I’ve reverse-parked the invisible jet in the parking garage, set the lasso of truth to “meh,” and changed out of those ridiculous spangly hiphuggers for some REAL shorts. I am Diana Prince in Orange County folks! See you back here in two weeks.