The Leaves Are Falling All Around

It’s been a while since writing, my fingers stiff and cumbersome. A Fall breeze slowly moves in, my new sheer curtains gently moving, swaying to the sunlight dancing across the landscape of the backyard to my new studio. It feels like meeting an old friend again. I listen to old 1970s music and one of…

Professional Crazy

Days of sunshine r reminding me of the Sacandaga Lake, dreaming of my Art Studio n being on the beach. I spent last Summer sleeping on the beach n hanging out w locals that came by to visit. Mostly what I saw was regular people enjoying the beach w families n cookouts, but according to…

Checking In

Hi Guys; just wanted to check in quick. I’m thinking w my new format my blog posts don’t need to b so long. I can make smaller entries now that the major parts I have written about. Good News w E. Jean Carroll n winning her case against former President Donald Trump. I have been…

Camping

Have you ever been camping? Looking up at the stars from my new tent; kind person gifted me because of all the rain lately. It’s been so nice, especially privacy n taking a pee on occasion.

All I Want For Christmas

Homeless Market Street, Amsterdam NY   Played in the background as I sat w my tea n bagel at my favorite writing place—Panera Bread. I do more eating than writing, but I like to think of writers like Patti Smith sitting in her favorite cafe writing. It gives me comfort n helps keep me focused. I…

Staying or Going

Homeless again leaving Bunker Hill Road, Sacandaga Lake NY  It’s been awhile since I have been able to write. I’m not even sure where I left off. Like w others, some days fly by n others crawl, but each day I get stronger. Some days this comes in waves of tears n insight, other days…