Hard Truths

As the savvy reader will know, I use this space to catalog information for novels and ideas for stories. There my Great Lines thread (HERE), my Last Lines thread (HERE), Evershade thread (HERE) and now the Everyday Sox thread (HERE).

Well, as a part of the story I'm developing for Everyday Sox - it's already written, but it needs to be refined - there is a character who is the foundation for the main character, the lodestone, the stabilizing agent. He's a speaker of plain truths. 

More Shorts

As I wrote before (HERE),  I like to read short stories before hitting the sack. There's the aspect of the "blue light" and sleep soundness, there's the relaxation and calmness that comes from reading, plus there's that feeling of completion at the end of the day of finishing a little story. 

Sadly, I'm a bit tired of Alfred Hitchcock stories, which is too bad cause I have about 200 of his books of short story collections on my bookshelf. So I went ahead and switched horses midstream. 

DISC in High School

One seminal transformative learning moment in my life was the experience I had immediately following a large merger between two companies. We got the chance not only to perform a DISC personality profile on ourselves, but also see the results and discuss the results from the entire leadership team. I've written about this servarl times on this blog (see HERE). 

What did I find out? Why was this such a transformative moment? 

One Last One?

For a long time I kept alive a series of posts,  . . . poems and lines that I found via other sources mostly, that helped me deal with different aspects of my life and challenges I was going through. I logged them all under the rubrick of Evershade Posts (see HERE). 

I know I've recently closed down this thread but there always comes that time that you see that perfect post for a thread, and it doesn't matter if it's no long-running or not, you realize it has to be added.

Pushing Pause

Yep, I have had to push pause for just a bit for the blog. Took some days off. Why? Cause usually my work for my courses, helps provide content. Really, one of the primary reasons I've been so prolific on the blog is that I needed a place to store the content I write to support my classes. 

In most of my earlier classes, I had to write not just papers, reports, and critiques, most of which you've read on this blog. But I've also had to write "reflective blog posts" that are posted on the class discussion board. Usually, we have to write three to five posts a week for several weeks. Where do I put those? Save them on OneNote? Save them in a Word Doc? What's the best place?

Been a While Since the Last Evershade

I know, I know . . . it's been a while (a LONG while) since I posted any poetry or anything regarding these Evershades (see HERE). I've been working on a new series, Everyday Sox (see HERE). 

BUT! I came across another couple and I just couldn't help myself in posting them and adding to this little series. 

The first, is a part of that image. Isn't it a wonderful quote. I've heard it stated as "love is composed of two bodies inhabiting one soul" which is just as poignant, but I thought that little image up there was pretty good too. 

New Book Club

Started a new little book club and the first book is one of my faves. Agatha Christie novels are always among my favorites, but Death on the Nile holds a particular place in my heart. I think it was the first Agatha Christie novel that I ever saw, then read. 

Locked Doors

Another for this new series I'm starting up (see HERE). Again, it's not the best yet, but since I've closed the EE series, it has to go somewhere, and I think it's only a matter of time before it takes shape. Regardless, these resonate with me, so why not keep em.

More Coffee

Since the end of my Evershade series, I've been struggling to find a spot to put those mote juste that come across my life path. Those quick lines, those memorable memes, those terrific one liners that when I see them I realize my fancy has been struck. 

Last week I wrote one that was on coffee (see HERE). So, I'll follow up with this one I suppose, and maybe we'll have a series dedicated to the Columbian bean juice. 

Coffee

My god!

I fucking want you.

The thought of waking up,

making you hot,

then tasting you on my lips.

Totally consuming you

only to do it again and again and again . . .

because on cup of coffee is never enough.