Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that suppose to mean? In my heart it don’t mean a thing. -Toni Morrison, Beloved Emily’s Valkyrie Hey my girl, My moppet, my colt, my brilliant amazing daughter I need you …
Teeth I have to wake up My own voice is talking to the me in the mirror WAKE UP, as I stare at bloody teeth, falling away streaming barely held screams from a rotting mouth. This isn’t real but I feel hands on my face Turn and feel something holding …
Day 2: Thursday, March 15, 2012 Prompt A: When did you realise you were a grown up? What did this mean for you? Shock to the system? Mourning of halcyon younger days? Or the embracing of the knowledge that you can do all the cool stuff adults do: drink wine, go …
oh dear god. It’s been too long again. Do I have good excuses, of course I do. Some of them are quite silly. My desk where I do #wineparty and such isn’t comfortable. I have this amazing table –well it’s beautiful, from my mom’s vast antique collection but it doesn’t …
This was a long day. Poor kidlet is/better be was– being bullied at school–it freaks me out that this could be the same song just years and years later. I think the schools are more aware of bullying than they were in my time. Also she has me and …
We took a walk. The things you told me were like the things I told you. But then that gift and truth for me were not the same not for you. Did you lie because of love or expediency? What was your small lie lived forever …
The prompt for the 17th, which is not today, but which I decided to do today, because I’m like that is: Make a list of everyone you’ve ever had a crush on in your life, then choose one from the list and describe him or her in great detail. (Guest …
Right now, that is my favorite thing to say. I’m constantly shocked by well, everything. Which is strange considering my background. I’ve seen frightening things, dared myself to the edge of the roof, nearly thought I could fly a few times I am shocked by cruelty, when we were taught …
I thought that while I was thinking about whether or not to join nablopmo this year—I’ve been doing it since the beginning—at least every November—I should get something up here just in case. On the pro side, I’ve done it every year and it does give a feeling of accomplishment. …
Oh I’m taking a break from the Halloween Countdown—and I’ve had to because it was yet another exhausting week at work. I hope THAT gets better soon. I can’t decide if I love it or not. I know I don’t like office politics. But I love the work, I love …
Well it is about birthday time. And about time for me to have the mopes. These are both reasonable and not. Why are they—well I had a  ….a childhood. So each year on my birthday I remember things you might see on a made for TV movie. And wonder just …
I’m going to start moving my fingers. Moving my fingers and writing some words. I don’t know what I’m going to say, but I know I need a bit of catharsis. I’ll start with the yuck and move on. I do not know how to deal with this one person. …
So what is YOUR book. Or trilogy or series? Everyone has one. Well, the best people do. I started thinking about mine last night when I showed a teenaged boy I hold dear to my heart*my* book. For a lot of folks I know it was Tolkein. For …
I couldn’t hear the song from Sweeny Todd ‘nothing’s gonna harm you†It made me sick to my stomach in a few years I’ll tell you all why but I can’t now.
Well, I’m guessing it’s going to be another braindump Saturday. First things first. I got my tickets to see Max Raabe & Palast Orchester with Ben and Mike in Texas in February. I’ve never looked forward to Winter so much in my life. And a super really great email from …
I can’t believe I’m putting this picture on the intarwebz considering how much of a freak out thing I have about seeing unsolicited feet, but… I bought some bespoke shoes after years of looking at shoes/boots like these at various faires as a playtron and participant and after purchasing some …
I hate chain letters. I hated them when they came through snail mail, back when I was a kid and I hated them when I’d get them on compuserve. I hated them back in the concentric days and I hate them now. Cannot believe people forward things that say “you’ll …
So some of the crazy girl shit has started. One girl lies about something my daughter said (but she didn’t) to another girl and then they tell another and suddenly she’s ganged up on. Or instead of saying oops a girl blames the Bean for her mistake. And how about …
