Black. Magick. Woman.
Today, I wanted to take my book and disappear up a tree, to draw and watch the world through the eyes of the people passing below. I didn't get quite that far: nervous about being judged for climbing in a skirt, I instead planted myself on a bench between two magnolia trees. The thought entered… Continue reading Sunday Mornings Are A Walk In The Park
In order to get into the writing groove and start practicing for writing fiction, I have decided to spend some time every day writing 500 words on a small prompt. I will try to make it as close to 500 words for every prompt, poem or otherwise. Might be fiction, might be narrative nonfiction. An… Continue reading Prompt #1: Outside the Window
A few posts back I told you guys about my experiment to fix my physical vision through a combination of meditation and study of the anatomy of the eye. This little experiment of mine started well before I picked up the book Sight and Sensibility: the ecopsychology of perception, but once I did, the validation I… Continue reading Book Review: “Sight and Sensibility”
What is one to do with a lifetime of stress? What, with an eternity?
