Category Archives: playing games

This Should Be More About Me

Posted on July 19, 2008 by randomyriad

  I realized this morning that I hadn’t just written about my life in a while, and it seems as though when I ignore that aspect of my writing, I begin to lose track of the flow of my life. … Continue reading →

Posted in capturing light, developing relationships, Lazy daze, novel projects, paying attention, philosophy, playing games, Self-Experiments, Teaching and Learning, Telling Stories, thinking in words, Wacky World, whereever you go there you are, wonder world, working world | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 1 Comment

2 poems that happened today

Posted on July 4, 2008 by randomyriad

Summer Storm Day All night the storm grumbled around Lightning flickered through my eyelids With one tremendous crack-rumble ripping me out of loose sleep into the misty dripping dark in the morning my basement office cool gray light filtered through … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, Art in Nature, change, paying attention, playing games, poetry, summer, Telling Stories | Tagged , , , , | Leave a comment

Peaceful, Easy Christmas

Posted on December 26, 2007 by randomyriad

We had a peaceful and stress free Christmas this year. Around our house this is a major breakthrough. Usually Mary is melting down with stress, but since she quit her job at the church, she has a new perspective on … Continue reading →

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Self Experiment #6: blogging as a fictional exercise

Posted on December 25, 2007 by randomyriad

I have launched my latest self experiment. It is a blog written by a fictional character, a family and personal history. My character will only be interacting with people on the blog itself. So if anyone leaves a comment my … Continue reading →

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A Twice Found Note

Posted on December 10, 2007 by randomyriad

From a note that was on my desk on a Monday afternoon that I found later in my pocket as I searched for parking meter change: Louis, the blind man came to see about covering the door windows. He says … Continue reading →

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