• If I Forget

    Some quick lines before I forget, cause harsh, Throat burning, alcohol numbing my head. Wild Turkey, Johnny Walker or maybe Jim Beam. Don’t know, don’t care, each one my best friend On a day like today and a night like tonight Ain’t gonna stay sober, what gives you the right To say where I’m going,…


  • The Silver Screen

    Originally posted on The Riparian Times: The elusive first step to fame begins with a lonely gentle breeze down Hollywood Boulevard. I am on my third audition today and my head is slightly giddy like a teenage girl on passion-pops. I cannot remember the last time I ate, maybe yesterday, yesterday feels like a nosebleed…


  • I Don’t Write Poetry

    I don’t write poetry John to pass away the time, to purge the demons in my head, nor make up silly rhymes. I don’t write poetry John to make a million bucks to see my name in big bright lights, no John, no such luck. I don’t write poetry John because the words flow through…


  • Java Fueled Journaling – 1

    March 20, 2014 Dear Java Fueled Journaling, It is nearly five in the morning. Four hours ago I woke up — couldn’t go back to sleep — really wired now. Sleep beckons, sleep cries out, sleep screams for me to succumb. No such luck. Time soon to get ready for work. Yesterday was misery. I was in…


  • So, Let’s Chat, You and Me

    Caution. If you can’t tell at first glance, this is a somewhat lengthy post. I am motivated and inspired and on a writing roll. Are you on a reading roll? Roll…roll…“Roll Over Beethoven.” I take for granted that in the far-flung world of WordPress bloggers, readers, techno-gurus, sophistocrats, hangers-up, hangers-on, Automagicians, and oh so smart…


  • Writing Freedom

    A few posts ago, I wrote about purchasing a new camera. The image on the left is a picture of it, a Nikon COOLPIX P510. I’m still learning to use it, but so far I like it a lot. It’s still a point and shoot camera, not a DSLR, but it is just enough camera…