The Adulteress

Continuing to write fiction…one day at a time.  If I were a different type of person, I could likely find a reason for such treason. I could blame my parents for being too strict, perhaps, in some cosmic sense, I’m to pay for the sins of my father…and maybe even the sins of my mother….

New Fiction

I’ve decided to start writing again…I don’t really understand why I ever stop. I suppose it’s because it drains me to think about topics and, then weave words that desire to be read. But here I go…again.  “I am an adulteress.” I repeated this to myself, as I searched the reflection in the mirror for…

The Witching Hour Was Active Last Night…

My subconscious kept feeding me thoughts in the wee hours of the morning. They were simple, yet poignant. Halloween approaches, the veil between the worlds is getting thinner. 

When There’s Nothing Left To Do

When there’s nothing more for you to do. When everything is out of your hands, take the time to dance. It will bring happiness…and happiness raises your vibration. I’ll be dancing with you. 

Enter The Naysayer

Here I am, still trying to undo my constant skepticism and judgement of myself. I found something recently that gives me strength – I found my passion. It is unconventional, but knowing my ever evolving self, I would expect it to be nothing less. In the end, it is mine and I am happy to…