Library Lusting.

Some rooms are cozy…some are minimally sparse…some evoke peace, some exude class…others just make you want to get down to business.  This week’s space would inspire me to get all old school and break out the typewriter (yes, typewriter), light the ol’ pipe, throw a few ice cubes in the tumbler, and get to work.  It’s a slightly cramped, lived in space, but it’s that worn ambiance that gives it a dose of true character.  This room has seen and heard many stories; this room has life.  It’s certainly a book lover’s room.  Let the daydreams commence.  




1000 Posts.

One. Thousand. Posts.  A thousand posts.  That’s quite a lot of random musings amassed over the course of eight years, and I have to say, it’s been a long, challenging, exciting, tiring, but ultimately satisfying ride.  I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought about (and damn near highly considered) quitting this blog.  On many a day, it has seemed like a complete waste of time…but in the end, the passion to communicate and the deep drive to create and express wins out.  

I consider myself a writer, and Writers Write.  I don’t believe that a writer should write for likes and follows. I believe that a writer should write what’s written on the inside.  Sounds cheesy and cliche, but it’s true. We all have a message or messages within us, just waiting to see the light of day; we all have a voice waiting to be spoken in whatever medium gives it life. Convey it, whatever it may be.  

No preachy preaching from me, though…just write. You can’t reach everyone….so just be true to yourself and create.  Cast your net out there…it doesn’t matter how big it is.  If you can snag a few fish, then smile.  If you don’t, keep going and smile anyway. Do your thing, stick with it, be consistent, and give your voice a stage.  And most importantly, many, many thanks to those that have taken part in the journey!  Your support is priceless, and I thank you.

SnowPorn.

Coffee and snow; two things that pair excellently.  By themselves, they’re great…throw in a kick ass wintry view, and the stock rises exponentially.  This week’s space would be the perfect way to enjoy both of them…and then some.  Large, airy cooking space, a wood fired stove…a lovely little place to eat, and off to the corner, a small comfort nook to sit and reflect (and guzzle that coffee).  Mornings here would most certainly recharge the soul.  Let the daydreams commence. 

Light your fire, grab your coffee (or wine), snag your book…and cozy up to the warmth of this week’s great wintry space.

Poems from the Vault – Rise.

I really needed to be reminded of this message today (I mean I really needed to hear it); I hope that you can find some value in it as well.  Take a moment to read and absorb the words (oh, it won’t take long)…if so, thank you for reading!  Let’s put in the leg work and go after those dreams and goals.  Today is the best day to start/continue.  Be well, and Stay Creative.




Storytime Saturday, featuring an excerpt from The Passing at Highway 10.

Check out this excerpt from an upcoming short story about…zombies.  Read on, if that’s your thing.  Best of days to all, and thanks for dropping by.



No, this was real. And it was scary. And it was happening right before our eyes whether we were ready for it or not. All our lives, we live and breathe and feel invulnerable, like no disaster will ever reach our shores…like nothing bad will ever happen to tear our own little personal worlds apart. And when it does happen, everything we’ve ever known, understood, prepared for…gets thrown out the fucking window. “Yeah, zombies”, I said again into the silence, and it broke that silence like a rock through a pane of old glass. “What the fuck was that?“, Sam whispered into the dim light, and I heard him say “Oh shit, that back door”, and he took off and made his way to the back. I told Sally to wait here while me and another guy followed Sam to the back of the place. I heard it then too…a bumping or knocking sound coming from outside the door. Maybe they were trying to get in. We all looked at each other, and slowly and silently moved our way to toward the door.

Library Lusting.

Some rooms are useful, and some rooms are fun…often, they’re both.  This week’s selection is a perfect marriage of the two, complete with clean lines, high ceilings, ample sunlight, a gang of reading material, and the best part?  A built in netted nook to take in the relaxed vibes and soak up the lazy, laid back ambiance.  Let the daydreams commence.