When lamps go out – Friday FIctioneers
Her collection was impressive. Each of them carrying a memory. They all represented someone. Someone who had lived and breathed, someone once close to her. She sighed, each of them […]
Her collection was impressive. Each of them carrying a memory. They all represented someone. Someone who had lived and breathed, someone once close to her. She sighed, each of them […]
as cherry trees sway in southerly breeze – depressions leave Linked to Carpe Diem — February 5. 2014
I saw a starling sit an emerald with wings left without its murmuration alone Today the dVerse Open Link Night opens at 3PM EST. Welcome. I like the fact that […]
Smooth saxophones wailed as I entered the club. I should have been sleeping, I should have prepared for tomorrow. But the stress of delayed flights in combination with the jet-lag […]
nightingale – his nocturnal song fills my void Linked to Carpe Diem — Feb 3, 2014
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis