Author Archives: randomyriad

February Visions Seen Through My Windows Inside and Out

Two Sides of a Card   Patterns of Light Harvested and Manipulated  

Posted in capturing light, Drawing, My Art | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Late October: Dreams and Poems and Busyness

At the end of October, I kept myself busy. I began attending a writers group, working on my second draft of my first NaNoWriMo novel while I was preparing for the next NaNoWriMo, outlining connections between characters and places on … Continue reading →

Posted in capturing light, conversations, Dreamtime, Family, Fiction, my life, NaNoWriMo, novel projects, Palabras, personal history, poetry, Questions and riddles, River of Dreams, Teaching and Learning, Telling Stories, thinking in words, Word play, working world | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment

Half of October: Thoughts, Dreams, and Visions of a Slightly Employed, Part Time Student.

In October I was taking a general introductory course in psychology and medical terminology while looking for work and working very part time at a little at a preschool. I was thinking quite a bit about how I had maneuvered … Continue reading →

Posted in Drawing, Dreamtime, Family, House and home, My Art, my life, Of the Road and The River, personal history, Teaching and Learning, Telling Stories, thinking in words, whereever you go there you are, working world | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

They Will Rock Us to Sleep in Their Cold Arms and Eat Our Brains for Breakfast.

Why are there so many movies and stories about vampires and zombies in the last twenty or thirty years? As if people have lost their faith in an afterlife except for some corporeal form, but don’t want to struggle with … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, Dreamtime, Geographies of Death, mindworks, Mythical and mysterious, Telling Stories, thinking in words | Tagged , , , , , , | Leave a comment

January Sky

Writing at my desk, I turn my head and see clouds through windows,  piling and stretching, coalescing, unlike the hard edges of human symbols rigid traps for thoughts sent from one isolated mind to others. Clouds roam the January sky … Continue reading →

Posted in Art in Nature, capturing light, internal landscape, mindworks, poetry, winter, wonder world | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment