Tell me everything you know for sure about your life.

I know I like to put my tongue on smooth stones, taste their chalkiness and feel the moisture being sucked from my tongue.

I know that I say I want to be near the beach but I keep staying in the high desert because I like to choose when I am around lots of people.

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Born on a Thursday #1

I’ve decided that every Thursday I am going to post something. I was born on a Thursday – hence the names of my Thursday posts – Born on a Thursday. Maybe I’ll turn it into a blog of it’s own, but for now, this is where I’m putting my Thursday musings.

These posts are inspired by artist Charles Kurre, who I met recently on a jaunt out to Scottsdale to look at art. (Coincidentally, it was a Thursday when I met Charles). His art is playful and frenetic – and certainly worth a look—or better yet, a purchase. Check out his blog It Happens Every Tuesday.

Also, poet, adventurer, and teacher Maya Stein puts out a poem every week called Ten-Line Tuesday. She rode her bicycle from Massachusetts to Wisconsin towing along a typewriter for writing adventures with anyone who was willing to type a line or more. She called her journey Type Rider. She even rode her bike through Clinton, NJ – one of my hometown hangout places.

I walked to work today. I’ll ride my bike tomorrow. One of the great things about walking is seeing what you miss while driving. And thinking. I get flooded with ideas when I walk and ride.

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The Walk Home

Brownies, Girl Scouts, youth groups, teachers, my junior high principal. It always seemed like wherever there were kids; at least a few of the adults were “off”.

30 years later, my younger sister said she quit playing violin because Mr. Ross would feel her up during lessons.

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I almost got what I wanted . . . (free-write)

Sometimes I feel like really leaving – like going to India or Spain or Brazil or Greece – just going and not coming back, not to this country. Sometimes I feel like an ex-pat and I haven’t even left. Must have been my stint in Corporate America – if that is the America most people experience, oooh, give me a barista job any day. Talk to artists and writers all day, and then go be one myself.

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poetic form fun

I just spent 21 days writing from prompts by Maya Stein’s online writing course. I excavated a lot of material from my writings and am renewed, inspired, and ready to write more. (Postings to come)!

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