On the Road to 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
::Pinned:: 11 March 2019
Day 1 of 365: I have silly stories, tragic tales, dramatic experiences, happy occasions, random anecdotes, and snippets of poetry that all add up to the chronical that is my life until now. . . On the Road to 50. […]
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Oh expense reports!
My Achilles Heel | My administrative nightmare|
You shame me with my errors
| International conversions that drive me to drink
A bump in the road. I could not get myself to write. Part of it was a mental block, a lack of material, clogged up insides. However, that wasn’t all of it. I’ve been physically and emotionally exhausted for so long that I just couldn’t do it. The very thought of trying just made me […]
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Luna had surgery. We’ve had this in the planning for a while so it wasn’t a surprise. Nevertheless, this is going to be a rough 2-3 months of recovery for the pup. Correspondingly, it will be rough for us as well. I’m sitting here on the floor with her trying to write. It’s not easy […]
Read MoreDid my second open mic last tonight. I decided to start on a lighter note. . . It’s good to test this things in such a safe supportive atmosphere. . . because I was clearly reminded that the light and light-hearted is simply not my strong suit. I need to select the poems I feel […]
Read MoreWhat is there to say? Toni Morrison was an inspiration to generations already. She will without a doubt be an inspiration to many many many more. Her words will live and motivate for years and years and years beyond her life. Life is too short. #OTR50 214 Days to go. © Randi Sumner
Read MoreStill stuck in writer’s block. Forcing it is an exercise. Not happy with this at all. I don’t really even want to publish. However, I give myself this break as I’m too tired to start over. Hoping to do better tomorrow. Two dogs entwined into the life of our family. Two very different dogs. As […]
Read MoreSo, I’m in the dreaded throes of Writer’s Block again. I’m seriously pleased with my poem from days ago The Tale of the Black-Eyed Susans . . . but it left me drained. This has happened to me before. The creative flow grabs me and holds on tight. Not letting go until I’ve spewn forth my […]
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