Dreamy

We were talking about struggling for a dream last night. Maybe it came from watching The Black Dahlia and immediately after the Hollywood auditions for American Idol. Actors and other performers have it bad. I don’t envy them, being rejected to their faces, sometimes, oftentimes, with a cruelty that makes those unsigned query rejections fromContinue reading “Dreamy”

Mattresses, Showers, 7th Grade, Fathers, Stepfathers, and Brownies (among other things)

Each and every morning this week I didn’t want to go in to work. I didn’t want to get up early to write before work either. The weight of “Work” was enough to pin me to the mattress when the alarm wheedled its way into my head, and invariably I hit snooze and returned toContinue reading “Mattresses, Showers, 7th Grade, Fathers, Stepfathers, and Brownies (among other things)”