Category Archives: Telling Stories

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

A Quote, A Bit of New Story, and A Dream Haiku

Posted on June 23, 2008 by randomyriad

“The important arguments are the ones you have with yourself.” William Butler Yeats Out In the Rain Minter stood in the rain. The gate in front of her was closed, iron bars set like pain against the green garden inside. … Continue reading →

Posted in Dreamtime, Of the Road and The River, Other peoples words, philosophy, poetry, Telling Stories, visions from the dark side, whereever you go there you are | Tagged , , | Leave a comment

Relocating the Mess or Have You Seen the Toaster, Dear?

Posted on May 13, 2008 by randomyriad

I’ve been moving for the last 3 weeks, which everyone knows is about as good for any sort of daily activity as explosives are for renovation, unless you want to just chuck it all and start over. Well that thought … Continue reading →

Posted in All part of the process, can't really complain but, change, Family, funny stuff, House and home, Telling Stories, the end is the beginning, thinking in words, visions from the dark side, Wacky World | Tagged , , | 2 Comments

A Walk with the Dog

Posted on March 25, 2008 by randomyriad

We reach the top of the little hill through the muddy forest suddenly noticing the heron still, silhouetted by the green-brown pool reflecting the sun the “croaaak” of a frog echoes. At my intake of breath shadow wings spread pushing … Continue reading →

Posted in paying attention, poetry, Questions and riddles, Telling Stories, time travel, whereever you go there you are, Wild Life, wonder world | Tagged , , , , | 2 Comments