The Thing About Falling in Love and Racehorses

The first time I fell in love, I was taking a second swing at kindergarten. The Board of Education had birthday-based rules and, because mine fell late in the calendar year, they decided that I wasn’t emotionally mature enough to move along to first grade. Guess I showed them. Donald was his name. He wore…

Gibberish From My Notebook: Three

I keep a notebook with me much of the time. The notebook is for writing down ideas or words or sentences or kernels or situations or conversations – anything that has sparked a moment of creativity or answered some question regarding an ongoing work. The notebook is both literal and metaphorical in that I do…

That’s My Kind of Girl…

I was at the doctor’s office today, waiting my turn after having graduated from outer perimeter to inner sanctuary but, still waiting nonetheless. One of the doctors was walking down the hall towards me, a nurse sort of skip-hop running along behind him to keep up. She handed him a chart over his right shoulder…

Gibberish From My Notebook: Two

I keep a notebook with me much of the time. The notebook is for writing down ideas or words or sentences or kernels or situations or conversations – anything that has sparked a moment of creativity or answered some question regarding an ongoing work. The notebook is both literal and metaphorical in that I do…

Gibberish From My Notebook: One

I keep a notebook with me much of the time. The notebook is for writing down ideas or words or sentences or kernels or situations or conversations – anything that has sparked a moment of creativity or answered some question regarding an ongoing work. The notebook is both literal and metaphorical in that I do…