My sister has Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD). It feels facetious and flippant to write that in a blog, but it’s something I’ve been dancing around for a while now. There’s a few reasons it feels wrong, the least of which is an ‘agree to disagree’ situation I had with my mother over psychology. A deeper reason is that I mostly managed to escape the cauldron of that behavior (or so I thought), and the term is somewhat archaic — it’s 25 years on since I heard that explanation from a psychologist. Continue reading
February 26, 2020 at 2:38 AM — I been planning to write this blog post for a long time, but it seems to have gotten stuck. So much so that I feel my current health problems of gut pain and back pain come from this same stuck place. Writing about the concept of a ‘bigot’ isn’t easy, as I found when writing a blog post looking into the origin of the word in my other blogging space. This post here is more of a personal look at the conversations with a bigot going on in my own imagination. I feel like I’ve gained an insight worth sharing with writers, but I’m unsure if I can get it across in the space of a blog post.
All through’ the day – I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
All through’ the night – I me mine, I me mine, I me mine.
Now they’re frightened of leaving it, Ev’ryone’s weaving it,
Coming on strong all the time, All through the day, I me mine.
~George Harrison Continue Reading
I’m headed to Ireland, and taking an extended trip into England, Belgium, and Switzerland. Originally, I planned to make a new website or blog of my journeys, but that never felt right. I did that when I went to Australia eleven years ago, creating a personal blog of my inner and outer journeys. I’m not sure these times are right for that kind of introspection. This journey feels too personal, and I’m a bit tired of writing about myself. Continue Reading
I got a ‘heads up’ call early last Monday. ‘Beware! The Feds may want to talk to you.’ An old boss had been led away in handcuffs and another was apparently on the lam. Crooked Tucson rearing its head again. Continue Reading
Is there a difference between following the arts and running a business? I see confusion about this, and it appears these two things have become muddled, bled into each other. Maybe I’m the one confused, or maybe I see it differently because I studied business while having an arts degree, and I learned to look at these two things in different ways. Continue Reading
This is a bit more personal than I usually get in a blog post these days. It kind of breaks the fourth wall of hiding behind a pen name, if there is such a thing.
About ten days ago I had one of my worst falls ever while hiking. Continue Reading
About eight to ten years ago, I became largely silent on ideology and sociopolitical writing and talk. Lately, I’ve been considering the effects of not speaking up. The decision to remain mostly silent grew out of two separate circumstances. Trolls on the internet and Continue Reading
Sociopolitical. This seems like an old word, and I wonder if people use it much anymore. It simply means ‘combining social and political factors’. I’m making it a new tag in this blog so that I can share some notions on my mind during these novel times in America. Continue Reading
Splitsville, that’s the feeling.
I spent the month of July in Colorado with a notion that I would relocate there. Nothing ever developed that made me feel like Colorado would become ‘home’, and it seemed easier to go back to Tucson until next spring…see how I feel then. Continue Reading