Anne Sexton Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements for a pint-sized journey. I’m the queen of this condition. I’m an expert on making the trip and now they say I’m an addict. Now they ask why. WHY! Don’t they know that […]Read More The Addict
I am always prone to what we call writer’s block and some people don’t believe in such a thing. I do. I hate it. It is my enemy. Yet, when I look at the times I have not been able to write, I see a pattern; I am usually in a storm of negativity. I […]Read More Creativity vs Negativity
E. E. Cummings as is the sea marvelous from god’s hands which sent her forth to sleep upon the world and the earth withers the moon crumbles one by one stars flutter into dust but the sea does not change and she goes forth out of hands and she returns into hands and is with […]Read More As Is The Sea Marvelous
It’s a freezing cold night, I can see my breath as I yawn the day away whilst waiting for the tube. I want to read the rest of my book whilst I wait but the thick woollen gloves make page turning awkward but I want to read this right now. There are only a few […]Read More Reflections: A Love Letter To Patti Smith
I will admit, I am quite the procrastinator. I drink lots of tea first and then there is the “tidying” of the desk. It’s my preparation time, my warm-up. The space of a writer has always been something that has interested me since childhood. My parents bought me a desk and I was forever shifting […]Read More A Desk Of One’s Own
He taught me to sing quietly in my head, yet I gained the courage to project words and watch them come to life. He taught me to look at everything closely and then look again. I saw beauty in everything and I wrote from experience, pushing through the dilemmas of the human condition, holding onto […]Read More A Welsh Composer: The Ballad of Dylan Thomas
Our lives are dominated by commerce. We must work to live, some live to work and others just get by. So it isn’t surprising that in this day in age, there are lots of people, like you and I, who work on our art during our lunch hour, a few moments on the commuter train […]Read More La Vie Bohème!