Month: April 2014

What’s In the Mirror?

Do you wonder who that is looking back?

Do you wonder about the world in there?

What do two mirrors looking at each other see, when there is no one to stand between them?

When you are looking into the mirror, are you trying to see the future? Trying to guess what might be? Or are you looking to catch a glimpse of the past, trying to see what was?

Some of us try not to look in the mirror.

Don’t Look Up

When we look up, we see the things that scare us. The things that make us feel small, insignificant, and alone. We see the unknown.

In the night, we see the darkness. In the day we see an impenetrable blue. Either way, we are dwarfed by what we cannot overcome.

Some people find inspiration in this.

I suspect the invention of vodka was inspired by this, and I celebrate the night by drinking vodka. And not looking up.

By the Dawn’s Early Light

Sometimes, that moment in the morning when you open the blinds and let the sun shine in, is the best moment of your day.

Sometimes,  all of the promises, of all of the wonderful things that could happen, have come together for one spectacular moment in time, and you get to physically touch the golden glow that makes all of the difference.

Sometimes you need to prepare, to take in a deep breath and be ready to accept your ascension into glory.

You should always savor that moment.

Because sometimes, when you open up the blinds and let the world in, it’s shitty outside and you just want to go back to bed.

Top of the Word, Ma!

Sometimes, it seems we really don’t know what it is we want. And that makes us terribly unhappy. I mean, if you don’t know what you want, how can you work towards getting it?

Some people like to say they have everything they need. That’s a load of unicorn poop.  (The obnoxiously cheerful and candy-coated updates friends post to social networks – all the time. UrbanDictionary.com)

The truth is we all need goals, large and small, to keep us going through the day, to give us something to look forward to, to add meaning to our lives.

Some people use religion for this. Others use politics. Some troll the internet, some troll the local mall.

Just remember. If you never feel like you’re on top of the world, its because you aren’t setting goals you can reach and then reaching them. Whether it’s your fault, or someone else’s, it really just boils down to that.

So go set some goals! Go achieve something! Be happy!

My goal is to pour some vodka in a glass and drink it.  Ohhh… getting happy just thinking about it.

The Sense of Wonder and Freedom!

So, I’ve been contemplating what and how to write as I work on my journey to prove I can write something better than a lot of that crap I read see for sale on the eBook websites.

Don’t get me wrong, there is good stuff out there too, but really! The state of erotica today seems to be PORN. There is nothing erotic about it. It doesn’t make me feel tingly and excited anymore than the posters hanging in my doctor’s office do.

In fact, the overuse of vulgar terminology really is a turn off for me. I get that some people like the words. It makes them feel ‘dirty’ in a good way. They feel like they are doing something they shouldn’t and it’s exciting.

Not for me. I feel like I’m reading about foul mouthed badly behaved children acting like monkeys whacking off in a zoo. There is nothing there for me.

What I do need, is the sense of wonder and freedom I had when I was a teenager. You know, that two weeks before I found out I was pregnant and had to get married?

I want to feel the romance. I want to get excited when people finally kiss, not when a random stranger says “I’ll do ya.”

I want to feel like that girl on the bridge in the picture at the top of this page feels.  If I can make that happen in a book, I will be a better writer than 99% most of the stuff I have read the last few years.

Gonna Try My Hand At Writing!

Okay.

So I think I mentioned my neighbor is a writer.  Don’t say I haven’t mentioned her at all, because I know I have. She’s the one who did the flabulous artwork of me and my martini.

Anyway. We were bickering the other day, you know they way only real friends can, and somehow somebody opened up their mouth and said they could probably write a better book than she could.

So.

Um.

When I get done, I will have to ask you guys what you think.

Assuming there are any of you guys out there. I don’t think anyone has ever looked at my website but me. Maybe I should xerox my ass and put it up here to see if anyone ever notices.