Tag Archives: the amusing muse
Did you ever walk out to your garden and think, “Holy SHIT! What am I going to do with all of this basil?!” No? Well, that was me this last week. I was ambitious. I started seeds and have four, … Continue reading
I found myself this week in a shop I hadn’t been to in quite some time. The last time I was there, one of the employees with whom I’d had a good rapport and lots of banter complimented my appearance, … Continue reading
I found myself the other weekend, dirt up to my elbows, being asked by a friend, and now-tenant, if they could help me with anything. In my mind, I hesitated, I didn’t want to impose, but then I knew what … Continue reading
Letter To The Editor Dear Editor, Where has your publication gone? I initially sat down to write a letter to complain that I’d like to be refunded my subscription, but then I realized that I don’t pay for your publication. … Continue reading
I have a confession to make: I’m easily distracted.
Not knowing what to write is a terrible feeling. It’s just as awful as not knowing what to say. Particularly in the moments where you feel as if you’ve got words ready to burst forth from deep within yourself, but … Continue reading