It seems like forever since I posted. I’ve been going through some physical changes. I haven’t heard from the editor I met in early June. It’s close to a month. I don’t know how long I should wait. Three weeks ago I had an infusion to build my bone density. I was in pain and… Read More The Joys of Aging.
WHO THE HELL GETS UP THIS EARLY What the fuck is wrong with me? The birds aren’t even singing and the sun hasn’t peek over the horizon. But I’m up on this dark, early, chilly morning pulling off my night clothes and stepping in the shower. I washed from head to toe and lotion from… Read More Praying to the Gastro God
You wouldn’t believe how much I miss reading your blogs, writing, and sharing with you folks. I know it’s an old and tires song . . . Lupus Ugh I hate it. But is sucks my energy from me. The conference with Penguin House is this coming Friday. I’ve been working on the synopsis trying… Read More Ready to Met Penguin House Editor
Originally posted on Writers In The Storm Blog:
By Chuck Sambuchino My Writer’s Digest coworker, Brian A. Klems, recently geared up for the release of his first book — a humorous guide for fathers called OH BOY, YOU’RE HAVING A GIRL: A DAD’S SURVIVAL GUIDE TO RAISING DAUGHTERS (Adams Media). On top of that, my…
I know I’ve been silent for some time. To me it feels like forever. I wrote a great essay on my tablet last Saturday after going to the NY Writer’s Club. But unfortunately I lost it. I read my synopsis to share what Hidden Temptation was about to get help with the blurb. Long… Read More Here’s Silent Kim!!!!
I did the poetry reading and I ended up reading The Alarm Clock is Ringing. I think I could have done a better job. I needed to relax and slow down I plan to do more reading but I don’t know if I’ll have any more videos my daughter did this one. The Alarm… Read More Knees Knocking
I am screaming in terror . . . in rage . . . stray bullets . . . pretty little baby girls . . . innocent little boys . . . just . . . just playing in the park . . . now both are dead . . . just little pick ninnies .… Read More Stop Now
the trumpet sounds . . . the heaven opens . . . light fills the sky . . . roll call . . . soldiers of peace . . . of justice . . . of love . . . gather in line . . . ~o~ marching these might lands . . . adorn… Read More Warriors
some mornings . . . there are mountains to climb . . . sometimes . . . there are ditches to dig . . . or jungles to cut through . . . ~0~ tired, exhausted . . . no, it’s fatigue . . . yes, that’s the word . . . ~0~ the challenge… Read More Lupus Battle
twenty-three years has pass . . . your heart was still beating with mine . . . memories of you will never fad . . . they see to grow deeper over time . . . I embrace those precious gifts . . . that flow from your kind loving soul . . . you… Read More Just One More Day