Writer, educator, gritty optimist. A room of your own. Using images to create a timeline, bio, or an outline. A single acorn cap has many stories hidden inside take a look. What do you see? Ask it. So, You Want to Write? Write on the fly. April Song on the Vineyard. Light a Candle on the Darkest Night. Good Dads Have Sex Appeal. Chocorua Writers Workshop January 2018.

Down the foxhole I go. In search of better flowers. And a pill to make me big again. The mouse, tangled in. I shall tread until I drown.

I gotta go, she whispered.

A man may move the world. But only one can move his thought. A woman can change the world. Your trees left behind fruitless. The earth brown and scorching. And never again be lonely, O my beautiful land.

Middot; by Jay Naen. Middot; in Advice and Tips. Middot; Leave a comment. I openly admit, I am one of those creepy people who will momentarily, or a bit longer than that, cease all brain activity when I come across an author I admire. I just stare for a moment and then when they make eye contact I not so subtly duck my head like a reprimanded dog. Middot; by Jay Naen.

When i first saw her. I thought the sun rose in her eyes. Her naughty, luring eyes. Whose colour was unknown to me. And hair smoother than silk. She had a sexy voice. You just want to kiss. FACE time Vs SCREEN time. We need to start prizing the meaning of quality in our connections, not sheer quantity.

Where I sip coffee and judge everyone. I have been gone for a while. Excuse my delay, my life has been going through a whirlwind of changes and my mind has been going through a whirlwind of emotions. One thought has been revolving through my mind, and that is the thought of existence and purpose. The snow yet in the hollow lies;. Come, Spring, and with.