• The Scribe

    A Horse With No Name – Part 5

    I’m having fun with this newest work, and it’s gonna take a neat twist at this point, so it continues until I say so. One wedding is now in the books.  One more to go, then the madness that is…

  • The Scribe

    A Horse With No Name – Part 4

    Doing a lot better today.  Wedding tomorrow, and lots to do between now and then.  Let’s hope I can keep it together for another few weeks. On with the writing! A Horse With No Name – Part 4 I ran,…

  • The Scribe

    A Horse With No Name – Part 3

    This post is going to suck.  I’m in a terrible mental place, my grandmother just died, and I honestly and sincerely wish that anything I did would be successful.  So I’m just going to write, and hope that it isn’t…

  • The Scribe

    A Horse With No Name – Part 2

    I am quite sick right now, possibly more sick than I’ve been in many moons.  I am going to write, and I am going to edit, but neither thing will be very much or very fast.  Pardon this post for…

  • The Scribe

    A Horse With No Name – Part 1

    I missed having my refuge. I missed having my dreams. No matter how rough my life has been beating upon me this year, I had always been able to rely on the oasis of my night-time wanderings.  I could leave,…

  • The Scribe

    The Ides of July – Part 2

    Writing is literally, not figuratively, the last thing on my to-do list this evening.  It’s below navel gazing and wool gathering.  It’s down there. Yet I need to do this.  I need to stay in shape, I need to stay…

  • The Scribe

    The Ides of July – Part 1

    My grandmother is in hospice with literal hours until she passes.  My mother has one foot in the grave, and won’t outlive her for more than a few months. I’m not in a good place, this would not make for…

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    Sisyphus Triumphant

    I need to level with all of you. I’m an addict. Not to drugs, thank all the gods and goddesses above.  I don’t actually even try drugs, for fear my personality is far more addictive than the limits I’m already…