What’s All This?

Life is too short for extreme indignation. I’ve given up on anger. It only generates words that are best left unspoken, that must be justified later.

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I have reason to be furious…we all can find them. He manipulated me, scolded me, treated me like dirt. Hate, however, gets us no where. It only hurts us and destroys relationships that could be mended.
Take a nap…I know I will.

Monday Monday

kittehWasn’t that a song? I think most people don’t like Monday because they leave their weekend and go back to work. My Mondays are the same as any day…and YES, I work in my pajamas. However, that’s not why I’m a writer.

There is nothing like doing what you love. It isn’t easy always to know what that entails. I have thoroughly enjoyed many occupations. The trick is to know yourself and stay on a chosen course. Determine what you love and never give up.

So today is Monday. I’m at home, sitting at my desk. Yes, I think I’ll stay in my pajamas. I am going to write. Where are you and what are you doing?

Weekend Warriors 7/7/13

A little excerpt from Kris— Kris has been sent to the genetic testing clinic a second time to confirm his identity.

Imagination running wild, Kris envisioned his parents as rebels, rock stars and time travelers…always coming back to the same conclusion. It was more likely that his genetics were tied with a set of criminals serving life sentences in maximum security.
As he stared up toward the dropped ceiling, the boy wished that he was somewhere else. He really did not want to learn that his father and mother were akin to Bonnie and Clyde. “Next,” the nurse called his name after reexamining his forms. “Kris Cane.” Looking up from the hallway chair, he wondered why she bothered. There was no one there except him.

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