Albert Einstein said that “Time is an illusion.” I’m beginning to think he was on to something. Time seems to be speeding by at warp factor 9 these days. It’s nearly Halloween. Wasn’t it just August five minutes ago? I honestly feel like I am standing still, and the entire world is racing by meContinue reading “Get out of my clock, Houdini…”
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The unending fog…
Here I sit, head full of ideas, yet not sure what to say and what to keep to myself. It’s been a long, strange journey in the cemetery these last few years. Sometimes I still feel like it’s 2020 and everything is still upside down. This year has been tough, I admit. Having lost myselfContinue reading “The unending fog…”
Sweater Weather & Epic Failure…
I wore a light jacket this morning when I ventured outside the tomb to take Libra Dog on her morning constitutional. My beloved chilly autumn temperatures have finally returned! I am one joyful little misanthrope today! (Don’t question it; I am well versed in basking in duality.) However, my happiness is somewhat marred by oneContinue reading “Sweater Weather & Epic Failure…”
Origin story…
It was a dark and stormy night. The rain pelted the windows. The wind howled. Suddenly, an evil laugh pierced the silence, and the wicked one emerged from the shadows. And that’s the story of my birth. Okay, so it wasn’t stormy. And there was no wicked laughter. There was a full Blood Moon, though.Continue reading “Origin story…”
Burning bright…
Today is going to be a good day. It’s cool and rainy outside. I have delicious coffee and a snuggly dog in the bed with me. The 1818 version of Frankenstein awaits me in my Kindle. I couldn’t ask for a better start to my Saturday. If you follow this blog (and if you don’t,Continue reading “Burning bright…”
Crawling from the grave…
My apologies for the absence of late, my lovelies. My cemetery was tainted with a bout of plague. Not to worry, all seems on the up and up now. Still not fully recovered, but slowly crawling from the grave, so to speak. You may ask, am I still working on the new book of darkContinue reading “Crawling from the grave…”
Doing the damn thing…
When I say I am working on the new book, I mean it. Today, I offer proof! I wrote something new, and I am going to share this one with all of you now. I know, I know. I can’t share every poem, or there will be no reason to make the new book atContinue reading “Doing the damn thing…”
An oldie, but a goodie…
I find myself sitting here in bed, coffee in one hand, powdered donut in the other (because I’m a goddamn adult and I can do what I want), and although I feel so many things worth saying…I have nothing to write. It’s not writer’s block; I just feel like being a lazy shit today. So,Continue reading “An oldie, but a goodie…”
Putting the “self” in self-published…
Just a heads up, this post is going to be a rant. Either grab your coffee and strap in, or go find something more amusing over on twatter or the clock app or whatever. I need to vent. Thanks in advance. So…first off, I only joined Snapchat a few days ago, and I have alreadyContinue reading “Putting the “self” in self-published…”
From the hottest level of Hell…
Unless you’re new here, you know I absolutely despise the summer season. The humidity, the bugs, the unrelenting heat. Holy shit, the HEAT. Yes, global warming is a thing, but my cemetery is located in the southeastern US and summer has always been miserable here. Okay, so it is the combination of heat and atrociousContinue reading “From the hottest level of Hell…”
Dancing Among the Remains 