A Contestant of Sorts
I begged for challenges and only one obliged. Ron over at R World has tempted me to reapply to that damn writing program that wrestled my heart from my chest and hurled it in a dumpster last Spring. And so it begins, my e-mails and phone calls to the same administrative assistant that put up [...]
Ten more hours, but who’s counting?
Before first light there is the shushing quiet that is snow at dawn. I’m thirty four years old and the winter landscape, sugar coated trees and drifts of snowflakes across the lawn at sunrise, still takes my breath away. That quiet peaceful beginning was, unfortunately, not any indication of the day to come.
I suppose [...]
The Timbre of Her Fears
Temptation
I’ve bumbled my way past the first temptation. It came in the form of an invitation. A simple thing, “Do you want to see a movie tonight,” a friend asked. And, initially feeling sort of smug, I told her about my vow of asceticism. I explained my 8 week moratorium on luxury. I confessed that, [...]
Consolation
Today is like a sloppy kiss
A promise made that can’t be kept
Though it is a tiny white lie, a minute deception.
It’s baby girl’s nursery, soft streaks of pinkish hope in the sky at dawn.
The world for an instant is rose colored drifts of scenic fog
Obscuring the banal and the ordinary.
Even the neighbor’s garage is [...]
A Words – Altruism and Asceticism
It’s been an inspired start to ‘08. Without making any real resolutions because I am, as I’ve said before, nearly perfect, it’s still been hard to resist the betterment challenges that are out there in the blogosphere these first days of the New Year. First there’s Jen over at One Plus Two challenging her audience [...]
A Slow Poignant Burn
Habeas Corpus, Installment 7
Another installment for your New Year’s perusal. I’m working on it, really I am…
So it went on like that, me and James, well into the chill days of October. Right up until my car was vandalized. At first Chad was fiercely protective, admirably concerned when he discovered the car covered in graffiti.
“Who would do [...]
Ending or Beginning? Depends on who you ask.
Further proof that I am an incredible wimp…Here I am cowering in the beach hut, eyes shut tight against the cold, while my brave hearted friends and relations take part in the annual New Year’s dunk, an Atlantic cleansing, a group baptism.
I am clearly involved in my own version of prayer, prayer that [...]
The Anti-Resolution
It’s that time of year again, the nascent, early days when people feel they must tie themselves to some important cause, strap themselves to the fragile barrel of weight loss and plunge head-long into a New Year. Having made several disappointing trips down the river of good intentions, this year, I’m content to bob along [...]
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