Letting Life Lead
It doesn’t make any sense
the calendar we all use.
Days of the week never sure;
names of the months all askew.
Three six five split evenly;
twenty-eight days plus just one.
Each month’s days shown just the same.
Divide by seven and we’re done.
Four weeks for each month exact.
Each date on the same week day.
Just one extra month to name.
Call it Ember. Whatdya say?
Let March be the first month, see?
Then October will be eight
and December ten. Easy!
Winter will come at year’s end
rather than the start — and how!
The extra day stands alone;
day zero the year starts now.
Musings through the journey of writing my first novel
It is what it is and it too shall pass.
Unfolding From the Fog (or What I Think About When I Walk My Dog)
When life hands you lemons, go find some gin and tonic.
"Smile with your teeth." -my Mother
Don't die before your death
Ein Tagebuch unserer Alltagsküche-Leicht nachkochbar
Failures in Adulting
Wrote hard and put up wet - a fiction writer from parts unknown