The more I write, the more I am taken with it, the magic of the word. Turn the wrist, hold out a balm. Flick, and you have a blade. To be able to put out one, two, three words for a title and draw people in; convince them to pause in their hurried steps and… Read More Writing 101: Sacred and Simple
If I could I would gather all the words from the wild, pick them like berries and press them into these pages to bleed them, beautiful, into my notebook I would chase syllable streams that refresh dry banks and stop. at the quarry where I will cut confused hands on stone, going… Read More I Would Gather All The Words
this epicurean sea of wildflowers and opus white blossoms stirs beneath a rising day she spills seminal secrets as the bees and winds drive pollen grains and promise past the velvet parting into stigma and style with the marksmanship of knowing. this field, voluminous womb, awash with prose drinks the sun that climaxes overhead. a… Read More field of words
I don’t like having more than one of anything. It feels wasteful. I mean, one hairbrush will do. My wedding dress and cake had no decorations, no ribbon or flower. Nothing. In my day-to-day, I map out the most efficient route for errands. Lose time and you’ve lost the irretrievable. It hit me that the… Read More I Enjoy Stripping
Those who might have thought the Wayfarer congenial up until now must know The Godmother from New York has taken over this leg of the trip (see Uncle?) and California Girl’s backseat, engrossed in a book. Last I checked, blogosphere was a beautiful democracy. If you are offended by what follows, remember you are free… Read More The Writing Process II, Part 3: From the Grammar Mafia
If you’re interested, here’s a glimpse of me editing myself. *Ruthless* http://aopinionatedman.com/2014/02/24/the-writing-process-part-3-how-i-save-spit/ Love, HW
A Holistic Journey 