Writer’s Log 21

I’ve been writing a lot of drafts

And putting manuscripts together

I’ve sent off three so far

Or was it two?

I didn’t even realize I have Archives on here

I started going through them…

It goes as far back as 2011

(Don’t go that far back…for your own sake just go to 2014)

I’m trying to read more

I’m convinced social media is going to crash like a bad marriage…

One day we will try to log in and it will just be a blank sign in screen for some business app.

Everything will be gone and the world will cry together.

In other news

I’m still trying to stay healthy

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It takes courage.

Keep writing

Keep reading

Never stop learning.

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Zelda

To all the summers

Waiting for the sunrise to touch the earth

The fields of open wheat

The blankets of lights beside the moon overhead

The late nights

Dreaming

Writing

Speaking

To all the women

Told they are too shrill

Too emotional

Or just how to misbehave

Remember

The lamps do not have to cease

Or go out

Alabama

Also gave you

Zelda Fitzgerald

She is one of our own

And you are enough

On your own

Remember Z

Read her

Carry her with you

Think of her

And

Stop apologizing

For taking up space

And existing

Start living.

Beagle in the City# 241

Ethan: Ok guys, I’m going to need your assistance, Garf !

Garf: What, who’s there? What’s going on?

Ethan: Stay, in, the , tv room, watch your shows.

Garf: Ok. (Mumbles) That’s what I was doing, wake me up from a nap . Probably gonna pee, I don’t know yet.

Ethan: Simon! Where are you?

Simon: I’m right here Dad, in my chair.

Ethan: Uhmmm stay in your chair, I will work my way there, polishing the floor, and we will just wait half an hour and write ok?

Simon: You got it!

Ethan: I will bring you a treat.

Simon: treats!

Ethan: Works on the floor, slowly corners himself, climbs in chair….

Simon: Well, I guess I better go to bed… (runs across floor)

Ethan: No no no!

Simon: Ohhhhhh

Ethan: (glares)

Simon: See, I thought, if I ran REAL FAST …it wouldn’t leave any prints…

Ethan: Buddy, I love you, but you’re dead to me.

Simon: Soo much dog hair too . (Runs to crate and hides) I’m in my crate and you can’t touch me mom says so!

Ethan: Who was that? I don’t have a dog, life is so much easier since I sent him off to the VA. Now I have clean floors.

Simon: Wait, what about best buds? You have to love me! It’s in the rulz! Where’s the manager! I want justice!

Famous Last Words

There are some things we just won’t talk about,

It’s all in the last words

Of famous men

that’s what she would say

We are in the same room

But thousands of miles away

And what do we know

And how am I to know

The things you will never show

You’re always going away…

The papers say we won the war

But I feel as though

I lost her heart today

And all at once

I felt hollowed out

Just a lost soul

But I kept this mind

The things we’ll never know

The things you’ll never show

Can I blame you?

The blood stains the earth

The skies turn to overcast

And it’s all to shame

But one touch from her

Would end the pain

One word from her would

Send the rains

How could know?

I can’t read your mind?

We are worlds apart

I never thought I’d pack these bags

I never thought I’d be on this train

I never saw

The forecast for all the skies

There are some things

We just won’t talk about

And we spend our years

Thinking we are doing

Fine and we forget

We forget

How easy it is

To leave words unsaid

Worlds behind

with only our hearts

And

All our love

on the line

Woman

Woman of the earth

She comes out in the full moonlight

inside of the quiet

Her feelings like fingers dip into a little bit

Of everything

She runs they say

with the wild things

Ten thousand miles

Under the eye of the giants

She’s dived into the mouth of the volcano

Woman of the earth

See her under the weight of

Their poetry

Their weather

Their religion

Tangled up in star signs

Her roots spread deep

What have we done for her lately?

Everything we give her

Comes with a receipt

We’ve got her

Tangled up

Tangled up

In a card

In a headline

On a stage

In a bit

Overreacting

Like strings on a puppet

Where is she now?

I keep looking

She’s a woman

She’s a woman

You can’t label,categorize,

She’s a woman

I loved a woman

Love a woman

She’s a woman

And she’s damned if she doesn’t

She’s damned if she does

Woman of the earth

She runs

With the wild things

She rises with the moon

But what…

What have we done for you lately?

Beagle in the City #240

Ethan: Ok filthy fellas, Let’s go to the bathroom before bed.

Simon: ok but you have to go with us, because dog-nappers…

Ethan: how many times do I have to tell you, don’t watch true crime with mom while I’m gone.

L: He’s my protector.

Ethan: He’ll be the first to hide.

Garf: I don’t have to go to the bathroom. All my poop is gone.

Ethan: are you sure? You’re positive? It’s 20 degrees and we are not coming back out here.

Garf: I’m positive.

(Inside)

Garf: Ok time for Din Dins!

Ethan: Heck no! Food is gone, it’s time for bed.

Garf: But what about midnight snacks? Or second Din Din?

Ethan: I think you’ll manage for one night.

Garf: Hey, hey,

Ethan: What?

Garf: I have to go to the bathroom now.

Simple Things

She dreams of little things

As she steps over the cracks in the street

And the whole wide world it seems

Is on the edge of a break down

This wet blanket of time

This overcast sky

It’s rotating now

I always whispered into the dark

It’s simple things

You take away with you

The notes on the napkin

The perfect slice of pie

And

There are certain shadows

That you just carry with you

As you go

The old man in line at the drug store

Remembers the Kennedy’s

I remember 9/11

Someone asked me what it was like

And I just looked at them

And I was sad

Because they don’t remember

The world before – the heaviness of now

MMBOP

Surge
The original animated Batman from the 90’s

But now that I’m older I think a lot about that man in line at the drug store

And I realized everyday for him must be heavy as well

And those who lived through Nixon

Or the man who told me about D-Day …

Being a teenager

The pain in his eyes

Asking me how you’re supposed to come back from that

And I remember the pain in peoples eyes after the Tornados …

We all carry darkness

And we all live in this same room

We just see it from different corners

Lit by the same light

Different points of view….

Carry the simple things

Take them with you

It’s ok to believe again

Like you once did

Create again

A little at a time

This is an old pain

Older than time

And even the stars are quilted with shadows

It just takes courage

Just one step at a time

That’s how the light is made