Lancelot Left Home

Have you noticed how much I love Spillwords Press? Well, I do! And, today, my poem, “Lancelot Left Home” is published on their site. It is a poem I wrote over thirty years ago when our dog, Lancelot, left home, never to return. I wrote the poem through tears and sobs. All these years later, … More Lancelot Left Home

Can You Feel Me?

Heart:  I’m breaking. Me: I know. Heart: It hurts. Me: I know. Heart: Haven’t I been through enough? Me: Apparently not. Heart: I know it’s her birthday. Me: Yes, we both know it’s her birthday. But, Heart, … hold on, you are … Heart: I’m clouding your thinking? Me: No. I’m actually thinking about the … More Can You Feel Me?

Purposeful Writing

While writing flash fiction and working on other, longer stories, I wondered about my lack of daily attention to this young blog of mine. Should I force myself to write something every day? Every week? At least once a month? Checking my old blog, which I began years ago to keep track of everything going … More Purposeful Writing