I love the adventure writing takes me on. I enjoy the idea of sharing them with an audience. I hope you enjoy my visions too.
Electronic monsters from the Deep
The Art of the Fan Scam They're a tricky bunch - one could easily compare them to internet paparazzi. Although I'm learning to enjoy the game, I give it my all and wait in tow for the inevitable money pitch. It comes in many forms, and it unfailingly comes.
Going, going, gone
I met Barnabus when he was still a fledgeling learning to flap his wings. He was just a couple of months old. In human year's I wasn't much older, I still had no body hair, not like Tyler. What a difference four years made, Ty at 16 was already contemplating shaving. I was still being mesmerized by a young barn owl.
Everyone knows the intense color is because the sun is low on the horizon. The infrared rays filtering the atmosphere through dust particles causes the sky to appear blood red. However, there is another substance, besides dust that engulfs the ambient air. Much like a veil there is an invisible sea of vibrating energy that goes unnoticed.
So this happened
Somewhere in the backyard of my mind, I remember being a happy child. Not yet overwhelmed by the dispensations of life. The events that filtered into my brain found a place vacant of thoughts. I accepted what was given, unquestioned. Headstrong, gullible, and fearless, a dangerous combination. Unconcerned about possible consequences. I knew I was protected. By what, I had no idea, but it was a force all my own.
Hope springing eternal
When I think of all the near death experiences I’ve been spared in my life. I know there are Angels looking out for me. It keeps me humble and appreciative, like I have to do my best in life to deserve them. As if I made some kind of bargain before I came here. I just hope I figure out what it is before I return, unaccomplished.
ELO - Wembley or Bust
Jeff Lynne’s ELO Wembley or Bust concert. 2017 - ‘Oh what a night’ He proudly admits it to be his favorite concert. “This gig is the most ambitious thing I’ve ever done. Just the sheer enormity of it will be something remembered for a long, long time.” Says Jeff.
Goddess passing as a feminist
Although this poem was written back in the 1980’s when women were first becoming aware of the injustices imposed on our sex. It was widely pointed out that we live in a patriarchal society. One that seems to mainly be interested on stripping the earth’s resources into ready cash for greed. It still has dominant power over controlling everything. Especially regarding women being treated fairly. With the awakening of the MeToo society when women threw up their hands and shouted. Enough! It’s pretty evident that shining light on it and having punitive damage inflicted. It may finally have ensued a turn around. This unfortunately is not true in Arab Nations and Afghanistan. We must not forget our downtrodden sisters who need our help and support even more now. With the recent US withdrawal, 20 years of the promise of hope and help that only came in small increments. Is now gone leaving the worst kind of misogynists in charge. Once again they have no future. It's a sad sad state that needs attention.
It's not magical thinking
CHAPTER SEVEN Jayne ascended from last night’s heavenly dream and stepped onto the small porch off her bedroom. She sunk into an upholstered deck chair. The periwinkle dawn provided a backdrop to a sparkling array of lights from the melange of houses below. The Pacific Coast Highway curved its snake-like lava flow, separating the ocean’s deep blue that stretched to the horizon. A new day was waking up ready to greet the sun.
Ineffable doesn't begin to cover it
CHAPTER SIX Sitting on Jessie’s patio, the aroma of barbecued steak permeated the air with smokey nostalgia. It simultaneously spelled the last days of summer and the start of a new project. “It’s already Mid-October. What a fabulous summer don’t you agree?” Jayne sighed. Brimming with joy.
Pain and Suffering?
CHAPTER FIVE "Imagine if you can, living in a world without pain and suffering. Where human beings are naturally happy and where your days are filled with joy and happiness devoid of stress or anxiety. It's a real possibility." Jayne passed around the first draft of her movie script to everyone sitting at the glass conference table and adjusted her chair so she was eye to eye with all four studio department heads in charge of story development.