Thursday, September 09, 2004


What a life! I filled the Labor Day weekend with :
1.My very own birthday.
2.A discovery and appreciation of Carl Dreyer.
3.HERO ... what a beautiful movie, Symbolism will never be the same.
4.Confrontation... the fear of discovering yourself.
5.A visit to the 5th floor Apt of a beautiful writer on Capitol Hill
and a nice view of the Rockies.
6.Lunch at Parisi's ... Gnocci in cream pesto sauce.
7.The soft thud of fall white peaches on my bedroom redwood deck.
8.Emergency room antics with a 4 & 7 year old while the docs were getting their
mothers allergies to behave.
9.Driving through Boulder and laughing at Pattie's jokes, my one and only.
10.Mike says to me at Citynews over coffee, about my daughter who doesn't speak to me;
write her a couple a letters a month, about everything, cut the past loose! (what a concept!)
What a Life!

Friday, August 27, 2004

The Mini Saga

Sunny to Partly Cloudy

I found a neat site that invites [read contest] writers to participate in writing Mini Sagas, that is complete stories ... in 50 words.
[excluding title] My for instance:

Why the stars turn to dust

He felt her lips upon his,
her sweet breath on his neck
he held her letting her warmth fill him,
slowly moving with the rhythm of the song,
'sometimes I wonder why I spend
these lonely nights dreaming of a song',
he turned across the floor in an empty embrace.

writing Mini Sagas

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Sunny to Partly Cloudly

This is a start of sorts. I just want to be out there...

I was just talking to some friends yesterday about honesty, being honest with yourself, being honest in relationships; when someone messed up my day, my world tilted, slightly. She said , ‘What about emotional honesty?’ I said ‘What?’ ‘Emotional honesty, expressing your real feelings.’

Wow, what I would give to even contemplate emotional honesty. I can't even put one feeling in front of another... I mean what if what I’m feeling was hokey, immature, weird, unkind, or unacceptable to everybody else. What a risk and with feelings you've just got to put it out there, you can't censor it like a word your about to say or that joke you just heard.

Who am I emotionally honest with, anyone? Hmmmm.