The master log. Everything, including the kitchen sink. A hot mess. My life. I love it. Most posts here are also in another category.
Hurricane Michael, a most unwelcome late-season guest, will be making landfall somewhere between Destin and Panama City Beach in a few hours. Our inland location near Pensacola in Escambia County, Florida has been downgraded to Tropical Storm alert status. It is our friends and family to the east who are in great jeopardy for loss …
I just spoke to my younger brother and am greatly relieved to know he and his friend have evacuated from Apalachicola and are in a motel in Gainesville. She has medical issues that require guaranteed power to help her breathe, so Steve had to be sure his choice of sinecure was reliable. Buck and I …
Strange, the power of these mixed media pages done on the fly. I thought I was sticking bits of paint, tissue, words and even the grainy contents of an unused herbal tea bag to work toward some essential point about one of my characters, Jackson Celestine Harper, and his feelings about the loss of …
But it’s October. And the ten-day forecast calls for fall temps here in the Florida panhandle (finally). {sigh} We live in Pensacola, and my younger brother lives in a vulnerable spot in the small waterfront town of Apalachicola. {sigh} So I’m headed to the grocery store for just-in-case supplies. We checked the generator last night …
Typing that title before coffee makes me feel a little queasy, but that’s what the dream was: three boar’s heads on my kitchen counter. In the dream, people were all around, talking, paying no attention to me, and I was focused on just how the hell I was going to cook these things. While I …
When passions are inflamed, fairness is most in jeopardy. Senator Susan Collins Below are my cognitive daybook scribbles after watching, reading, and listening to many players on all sides; from a metaphorical Space Station view of earth to the nose-to-nose so close I could count pores on the participants’ noses. A truly remarkable …
I don’t know if the mosquito hawk was at the end of its natural life or if it had interacted with a toxic substance. All I know is by the time I saw it on the warm concrete slab, astonished by the creature’s beautiful wings, its life was seconds away from ending. I’m not going …
this is what happens when a writer says, "I guess I need a web site"
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feeling deeply, saying little
Apothéca of Medicinal Arts - The Repository of a Purveyor of Creative Stimuli
(Somewhat) Daily News from the World of Literary Nonfiction
honest essays about growing up, faith + loving others well.
A Creativity Book of Days
Life at any age can be amazing! We only need to grab hold & experience it!
"A beginning of the new change"
Hoping to inspire the world one word at a time.
Writing Life
dissolving lines in the world through understanding them
I write because I can. I can because I want to. I want to because you said I couldn't.
The Web log of Dr. Joseph Suglia
...because every picture tells a story.
Dream-protecting author
