Missed all of last week, didn’t I? Again, things have been running together, and it seems like only yesterday I was prepping for Resurrection April (a WriYe challenge), and here it is rapidly approaching August.
I vaguely remember how insane things were when my Grandfather died. Grandma died so quickly after a few years of Alzheimer’s that there was no time to feel the slow/speedy movement of the minutes, hours and days. Limbo followed their deaths, due to family issues amongst their children. I stayed out of as much of it …

I’m trying to get things back into line after being away so much of May and June. It’s going to take a while, and I appreciate the private comments and emails folks have sent. It means a lot to me that I had the opportunity to spend as much time as I did with my mom at the end, and now through the grieving process – more for what could have been than what was – it’s nice to know I’ve got people I can sound things off of…
In the …

Spring fever theme, twisty and dark a bit, maybe. Depends on your point of view perhaps?
Write on, and on, and on, and on…

Love is in the air, right? Or should be, anyway. Instead of buying him/her flowers and chocolates and crap, why not take her/him out for a fantastic meal somewhere, and read a bit of romantic prose, a juicy poem, a heavenly haiku?

Another crazy wintery cold week… have you been writing? Has your butt been in that chair for at least ten minutes a day?
Pffft. Of course it has, right?! Well, if not, here’s some help.