Although I operate under the guise of openness on this blog, there are many, many truths I choose (or am told) not to write. Complete transparency is funny that way; I suspect there isn’t such a thing, other than in a person’s heart – and even then, sometimes we don’t want to see ourselves. […]
I'm a kid who never thought she'd be married or a mom.
Now I'm both.
And that's just fine with me.
Archive for May, 2012
This ought to be a doozy. I read about it here at Life in Every Limb, which will give you the history and background of this exercise. (The whole thing began at this blog.) So let’s PROMPTuesday it. I’m willing to be brave and do it, although I may need to temporarily blind my […]
Say what? A re-post? Well, I guess it’s about time. The relative size and tininess of that purse freaks my head. One day, at a job I grew to hate because the executive director was replaced by an incompetent woman who wore too-small stilettos and carried teeny tiny purses (I don’t trust […]
Radio static, converged voices blaring white noise buzz that takes me to lives where I don’t live I went there, see me here detail in 3D, vintage-framed because that’s what you do to remember Please see me, please see me Megaphone glued to fingers tapping My insides crave your outsides Late nights […]
Photo credit: clarita from morguefile.com For today, take a look at the above picture and write a story or poem that includes the word, “empty.” Post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments. First time to PROMPTuesday? Read a […]
I forget why, but not too long ago I was reiterating to a friend what it is I do every day. Maybe it was my husband and I was saying YOU BETTER APPRECIATE ME!, although I think that was an inner mind scream instead. No this time, I was explaining my various jobs and […]
KERSPLAT! As you may or may not have guessed from my lack of posting, inability to continue serial posts, and general word invisibility, I’ve been busy with kids, work, life, calls, visits, editing, meds-withdrawing, and wordsing* in places not my own. SO, I feel it’s only right that today’s prompt be about […]
Whoa, this post title reminds me of the Commodores. Crap, I could do this all day. I’m coming to see that song wrings me out, in a good way, and allows me to access some…stuff…I hadn’t expressed before, as evidenced by a little girl’s memory below. SO, since I can’t let this go, I’m […]
I started to compose a compendium of songs I’ve loved and to tell you why, but I became flooded with memories and thoughts and buds of who I am now, that I kept it to one song for today, with more labyrinth emotions evoked by song on their way. Because you can only become so […]
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