Category Archives: Writing

Word Raccoon and I are under the weather today. We want to write creatively, can’t. Want to read, can’t. Can’t find anything to watch that pleases us. We’ve tried. The two things that have piqued our interest are on streaming services we don’t currently have. We do not want to sign up for any more. Continue reading “Review of Doll Parts by Penny Zang, and Other Things “

Now Playing: Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran (WR pressed “play” and it was on the playlist. I don’t judge her musical tastes, and vice versa. I hope.) I was just getting ready for the day yesterday, hair damp and writing dreams intact, when I made the mistake of checking my phone. And there itContinue reading “Brother, Sister, Ma’am! Closed Café, What Are You Trying to Do to Me?”

When I stepped into the café this morning, the owner didn’t say hello. He didn’t say good to see you. He didn’t even do the nod-and-smile. Nope. He leaned over the counter, looked me dead in the eye, and said: “Where the hell have you been?” Word Raccoon, naturally, let out a delighted cackle. (SheContinue reading “Where the Hell Have You Been? (Word Raccoon Gets Called Out)”

Prescript: I wrote the post below earlier today. I want to add some exciting news first that I was just emailed about.  Many thanks to County Lines: A Literary Journal for accepting my poem “Knocking Stars Out of the Known Universe.” It will be published Dec. 8, 2025. I have been invited to read myContinue reading “Pink Chair, Breakfast Plans, and I am a Lighthouse??”

Now Playing: “I Can See Clearly Now,” Johnny Nash. (Too on the nose? 😂) Ah, the yearly eye exam. Word Raccoon asked to come along. I knew she just wanted in on choosing frames, but figured she couldn’t do too much harm. First of all, she had learned the day before at the gym thatContinue reading “Word Raccoon Chooses Statement Glasses”

Word Raccoon insists that if we aren’t going to the Father John Misty show tonight, then we are going to write something. (She still can’t believe we’re not going. I really ought to toast some marshmallows or something for her, shouldn’t I?) She’s been busy. She met with the gym owner yesterday, and was toldContinue reading “WR Skips the Father John Misty Show, Starts Drama at the Gym Instead”

Word Raccoon is fussy bunny today. Around here that means nothing pleases me, I don’t want to do anything, and there is absolutely nothing I want. It’ll pass. It always does. First of all, I said I didn’t want to write a post today, WR! How dare you! And then you made me too muchContinue reading “Word Raccoon Is a Fussy Bunny Today”

Now Playing: Don’t Fade Out by Cut Worms It is an odd feeling to go from TV-cannot-hold-my-attention all summer to watching all the things. I figured today would be like that, as a recovery day, and that’s exactly what it was.  Though recover from what, I’d like to know. WR says telling us to takeContinue reading “Chicken Sisters: All But One, Done”

Now Playing: She Loves Me (by Stephen Duffy); Some Kind of Wonderful Soundtrack  Are social outings as draining as I think they are? Word Raccoon woke early this morning, eager to go downstairs and…she didn’t know what. Write? Read? Plot the day?  She read for a few minutes, fell asleep again, considered chores and writing,Continue reading “The Meals That Went Untasted”

So I did a thing: I recorded one of my poems. You may have read “Fight Me in the Waffle House Parking Lot” before, but now you can hear it, quirks and all. I’m experimenting with sharing audio versions of my work, because sometimes the voice adds a little something the page can’t carry alone.Continue reading “Word Raccoon Hopped on Mic. Wanna Listen?”