Some Go Nova

Some Go Nova

We lost another great one. St. Bowie, patron of weirdos, outcasts, oddballs, freaks, and artists everywhere. I struggled with finding a picture to go with this post. I don’t think the man has taken a bad picture in his life. Whether strutting around on stage in...

Life, Act Two: Anti-Social Media

Hi. I’m anti-social (Uncle social and all the cousin-socials are back there at the snack bar. Ba-dum-bump. Thank you, I’m here all week. Try the veal and tip your wait staff…) Yes. Even those of us who seem like we’re chatterboxen at parties...

Life, Act Two-sdays: Life Gardening

It’s June. Summer is here and the days are ripe and long. You may not realize it right away, but Act Two is the summer of life. You’re in full bloom. Your glow is bright, and shines long. You’re in the fullness of your life. And you still have a...

Life, Act Two-sdays: Second Adulthood

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the series I’m working on right now. The WinterJacked series masquerades as a paranormal romance, a romantic fantasy, or a contemporary chick-lit/women’s fiction hybrid. It doesn’t seem to live comfortably...

Life, Act Two-sdays: Infrastructure

Infrastructure. Most people think, “roads and bridges” when they hear the word. When you’re into Act Two on the stage of life, infrastructure is the knowledge that those stationary set-pieces will be doing double-duty, serving as sketch-definitions...

Life, Act Two-sdays: Tragi-Comedy

Ever notice how most “serious” films, “important” books, and “hard-hitting” media tend to be depressing in nature? They either feature terrible people doing rotten things, or awful things happening to good people for no good reason....

Life, Act Two-sdays: The Life Manifesto

Say the word, “Manifesto” and the first thing you think of is probably more along the lines of an unshaven, undiagnosed, hoodie-wearing hermit in a cabin somewhere with a laptop, an internet screed, and illegal, highly-combustible substances. You probably...

Life, Act Two-sdays: Love The One You’re With

One of the liberties granted to me by entering Act Two is that I’m no longer so aggressively marketed to as I once was. Oh, I’m still chased down like a tired fox by a pack of starving ad-hounds when it comes to appealing to my motherhood and my skin...

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