“I don’t understand why my step-brother, Shaun, hit me. I just…” I trailed off. I couldn’t explain how much I was at a loss for words with my therapist. This is one of the recent conversations I had with her. The explanation has stayed with me. I can’t get it out of my head. Passive, […]
Broken Art Gallery
I will never grow tired of seeing the work Indigo Forest Designs! Again, phenomenal work! I give you “Broken” Read more on “Broken” Now available for pre-order at… Amazon All other Formats Release on 11 September 2015. Broken will be made available on paperback and all major eBook formats. Broken is a work of creative […]
Nightmares
I’m recording my nightmares again. I started having nightmares when I was around eight. By the time I was twelve, I began keeping a dream journal. 9 July 2015 (Seriously…I am using this dream in a fantasy book!) Part 1 – I had to babysit this group of ethnic children. It was late, about 11:00 […]
Just want to talk…
Hello you. I’ve missed our chats. I just finished painting the hall. It’s 9:09 P.M. I had a sudden case of “must paint the walls.” I hate this stage. This is the “I feel I have no control over my fate, my self, or my existence. I know! I will paint the walls. This way […]
Masquerade
Masquerade. Painted faces on parade. Masquerade. Hide your face so the world will never find you. – The Phantom of the Opera by Andrew Lloyd Weber I have sung that to myself at least three times a day, every day, for twenty years. And now…I. Am tired. This thing inside of me is very much […]
The Day After
I can’t stop writing today. I do this. It comes in waves. I have a bad day, I break and suddenly see more connections. They next day, I review my new perspective and have to relearn and re-examine everything all over again. This is how I am Unbreaking Me 🙂 During my break down yesterday, […]
Hyperarousal
I am sitting here now thinking back over it all. They say awareness is the first step and now I see it. I can see it all so clearly that I wonder why I couldn’t see it before. Perspective. Everything really is all about changing perspective. I decided a long time ago that I couldn’t […]
Anger
“He saw death for the first time in his life,” I heard my husband say. I shook my head and I gasped. “What?” I felt the anger rise. Anger. Now that was an emotion I never allowed. “That day that he was all alone and he thought his brother might die…he finally saw death. Since […]
To the lonely and the scared
Gotta write. I see Gene Kelly standing in the middle of a mock up stage crying out, “Gotta Dance!” I’m at my computer, trying to work on the blog tour, but my mind wanders and pulls me away until it hurts me. I must write. I must. Gotta write. … Hello you. That’s right, I’m […]
Living in November Rain
“I wish I could understand the words,” I thought, driving down the highway this afternoon. I gazed at the radio. “Guns ‘N Roses not Bon Jovi,” I said. I was still learning the music of that era and always confused the two bands. The rains were coming, but I couldn’t see the black clouds rolling […]