It’s been a long time – a long time since I have written anything or even felt compelled to write anything. More than the lack of desire or lack of faith in my own abilities, I can chalk it up to just plain exhaustion. Is that an excuse? Maybe. But, at least in part, it’s... Continue Reading →
It’s a New Year…
It's a New Year when you say it is. Start your "New Year" any time you please.
The Soundtrack in my Head
Warning this is political, and the soundtrack in my head is filled with rage and rebellion. Find your soundtrack and play it loud.
Cough… Cough… Man, it’s dusty in here
I have to take a few minutes to encourage the dust bunnies to move on, shoo away the spiders who have made this place their nest (not too terrifying I hope), and chase away the cobwebs.
Creepy, Spooky, All Together Ooky….
Or why I just stopped to do the dishes and clean the kitchen at 2 AM. October, one of my three favorite months of the year, came creeping in less than a week ago. It's arrival was not greeted by my customary set up of all things orange and black. My ghosts and skeletons have... Continue Reading →
The Struggle of Becoming a Writer
There is nothing easy about becoming a writer.
Vanquish Anxiety
In the places where cobwebs dance with wayward socks and discarded shoes, The places where we know the monsters lurk to eat us when we snooze?
Shannon McCauley - Author 