Remembering Inspiration, or, Who Really Made Me Want to Play Guitar…

I think I was 15 when dad bought me my first guitar. It was a typical six-string guitar, and one I wanted so badly to learn on. The difficulty was...well, the difficulty in playing, and not knowing anybody else who could give me pointers. I also didn't have much beyond the initial exercise books to … Continue reading Remembering Inspiration, or, Who Really Made Me Want to Play Guitar…

Lawson Craddock, or, a Houston athlete who made promises & kept on going…

I heard a little about this, but thanks to clearing out my house and trying to get my brain back on track and life moving on, I hadn't paid much if any attention to the news in a week. So, I missed this gem from a few days ago. Lawson Craddock I heard was from … Continue reading Lawson Craddock, or, a Houston athlete who made promises & kept on going…

“The Life of Henry the Fifth,” from The Oxford Shakespeare: The Complete Works, by W. Shakespeare

I think there's not much to say about this play that hasn't already been said by ardent fans of Shakespeare. I did find it surprising that Henry himself (sorry, "King Harry" in the casting) didn't have as large a part as I imagined he would have in his own play. Then again, that seems par … Continue reading “The Life of Henry the Fifth,” from The Oxford Shakespeare: The Complete Works, by W. Shakespeare

Creating Poetry When You Don’t Have a Life

Anybody who met me personally, other than wondering where the hell my energy and babbling comes from, would probably consider me to be the biggest square that ever walked about in my generation. I'm not much of a drinker, not a smoker, and more than a handful of college classmates told me that I'd probably … Continue reading Creating Poetry When You Don’t Have a Life

Hidden Figures: The American Dream & the Untold Story of the Black Women Mathematicians Who Helped Win the Space Race, by Margo Lee Shetterly

I bought this one on a whim while at Barnes & Noble because I'm a space nerd & I wasn't going to wait for it to come out in paperback while it was right there in front of me. What really surprised me was my best friend--who I don't think of as a nonfiction fan--started gushing about it & demanded that I read it.

I had an impulsive, “foolishly-optimistic,” clothes-shopping day, because none of it fits me yet…

Yeah, that's the "foolishly-optimistic" part. I'll just wait for the facepalming to end before continuing...yeah... It started when I had to go to the mall and get some new work clothes. I've been wearing the same pants and such for work the past few years, and they're starting to fade and wear out. I'm amazed … Continue reading I had an impulsive, “foolishly-optimistic,” clothes-shopping day, because none of it fits me yet…

#008–“Being an Artist for Dummies,” or how do you make a living from two wildly different creative pursuits at the same time?

I was almost proud of myself when I made my "fool-proof" schedule a couple of weeks ago, with everything nicely color coded. Red was for exercise/health, yellow for story writing, green for work/volunteering, blue for blog, pink for painting, and orange for deadlines and everything else. I had spent a whole two days making it … Continue reading #008–“Being an Artist for Dummies,” or how do you make a living from two wildly different creative pursuits at the same time?