Seagulls, or perhaps the odd man out


There’s a seagull who flies by my balcony every morning that has a broken tail - her tail feathers stand straight up, like a mast on a seagull ship...looks a bit like she's punking out. She swoops by and I wonder, how do the other seagulls treat her? Do they mock her behind her back…

Thats it, I’m done.


I can't do it anymore. I took a break, I tried again, I hated every minute.  I've spent I don't know how many dollars and hours taking writing courses over the years. I took them to learn the trade, to force the inspiration, to try to get closer to some real, for life publication.  I've…

Moving on


Just listening to Stan Carew on Weekend Mornings - he plays the best music and woke me this morning with a rousing fiddle tune by Natalie McMaster. I'm feeling my toes tap under the covers as I sluggishly awaken. But the song spoke to me. Lately I've heard from a quite a few people who…