• bad love,  dverse poets,  river of words,  writing addiction,  Writing Life

    River Junkie

    Where adjectives cling like thorned vinesalong weed-choked banksWhere adverbs form rock gardens, sinking prose in their hollowsWhere commas gather in the bends,claw-like strainers snaring the untrainedWhere stretches of boiling pontification,or fancy turns of phrase, swamp mindsWhere plump poetic pillows,or thoughtless critique, splinter fine craftWhere I fell in love with tones resonatingunderneath the surfaceWhere the play of light around recursive lines seduced meWhere the flow of words is my addiction,a bad-boy lover I can’t give up This post was written in response to this week’s Carry On Tuesday prompt and in response to dVerse Poets Open Mic Night. Click the links to see what others have written or to join the…

  • Meditating,  Nara's Nook Contest,  Nature Sounds,  Relax,  Sunset

    Getting Ready for the big Nara’s Nook Contest

    I was out in Nara’s Nook (the first virtual world we’ll visit in the contest) today hiding the objects you’ll be looking for. I had a great time and learned a ton about building and scripting and at the end of it all I flew over to the cabin, sat down on a old crate at the end of the boat dock and watched the sun set. What you see here is the movie clip I recorded sitting there. That’s just what the world looks like. The sun rises in the morning and sets at night. You hear birds singing and water lapping at the shore. I like watching the…

  • muse,  Nara's Nook Contest,  Plot Bunny's Tale,  Sunday Scribblings

    Missing Muse

    From August 28, 2011 I don’t sleep much. Lately, I don’t sleep. Have you ever felt like something was creeping up on you? I don’t mean a physical thing, but a change, something that will turn your life inside out. That’s how I feel now. I wish I had a magic mirror or crystal ball that would give me a glimpse of what’s coming. I feel like I have this countdown clock ticking away in the background of my life and I don’t know if it’s counting down to something bright and beautiful or if it will blow this rickety built little world of mine into so much straw. The…