I was bemoaning to a friend earlier tonight, what with the major icy weather event we’re having here in Austin, that I seldom get holed up in my house long enough that I connect with my creative drive to produce something artistic. The weather here is just so nice year round (until it is definitely …
Tag Archives: writing
Plug
So much artistic, emotional, creative constipation. Hoping for the right stool softener the break through so I can make the best shit in my life. Instead, clenching, hoping for diamonds.
Wires and Rhyme
I wrote a lot of poetry in my younger days. Like, a lot. It was my jam. Sometimes there was meter, sometimes there was rhyme, but I considered myself more of a free-verse poet. And most of it was terrible (bad poetry, oh noetry!). But I kept writing — so much so that my friend …
There’s an App For That
A bit of a test
Chirps
This blog is primarily for my long-form thoughts. Which explains why it’s so quiet of late: I rarely have thoughts longer than 280 characters.