imagination | imagination
Jul.23.2009
Will you dare walk with me on this journey of new beginnings founded on hope and beauty of the spirit in the face of challenges and trials that threaten to endanger our love and cherishment for one another across this hurting world we live in each new day?
I see visions of glory andwonders...
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Jul.12.2009
Blog entry verges on being postponed today. Reason; too much vino and conversation from night before. Body battles with over stimulation and like the Montbretia in the tin jug in the window, droops in its alien habitat. I struggle on.
I find a toy soldier out in the bog, buried deep down in the ...
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Jul.03.2009
It is past midnight. I am chasing a dream. The water flask has a red handle…it leaps out like a dragon’s tongue. I lick it. And let my tongue run down the whole body, a transparent glass. My thirst is quenched. The water is left dry.
I am chasing a dream. A silver bangle is on the table. I placed...
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Jun.30.2009
I have been off the computer, off reading, off writing. I woke up the other morning and felt pin-pricks. Was sorrow reminding me to water it? Or remnant thorns from the dew that always stays back? Or perhaps the discharge was just glue that had come off when the sealed notes my vision sees are...
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Jun.30.2009
It's a Sunday afternoon and time has slipped out the door, along with chores and schedules and things that must get done. I'm fiddling around in the kitchen, doing-- I don't know what. My six-year-old son is sitting at the kitchen table with his good friend. I've folded white pages of paper and...
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Jun.19.2009
This is the first section of a talk I gave on 19 June 2009 at the National Summit of Ensemble Theaters, meeting at the University of San Francisco. Download the full text from my Website (scroll down under "Talks and Speeches" to "The Secret of Survival").
I’ve just moved back...
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May.22.2009
Some weeks, I can think of at least three things I could write about in this Friday post. Other weeks, I'm praying to the gods of inspiration for, well...inspiration. Of course, I could do the high functioning thing and write down the extra two ideas in the creative weeks, but somehow, it never...
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May.08.2009
My imagination was running wild at the thought of me, whip in hand, dressed in leather, galloping into the sunset. I was a tough one, ready to slay.
These not-so-polite ideas were in response to my star forecast a while ago:"You're going to have to be very tough with somebody. That isn't a...
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May.02.2009
JONNY QUEST MOMENTS
An adventure filled life. Don’t we all want that? I don’t know about you, but when growing up Jonny Quest was high on my Saturday morning agenda. I’d sit glassy-eyed in front of the TV watching the Quest team explore the globe, using Dr. Quest’s particular brand of...
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Apr.26.2009
The day I got the yellow mechanical pencil was the day I became committed to being a writer. I had known I was a writer since I was eight when I wrote my first story, and known it again at twelve when I won my first national award. Neither time was I happy to discover it, nor were my parents. My...
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