1. Thou shalt not waste readers’ time. Offer up thy readers a worthy sacrifice that they might take and leave satisfied. 2. Thou shalt honor thy muse. Be prepared in season, out of season to seize inspiration when she comes that ye might write, dance, photograph, paint thy bliss. Be not caught without thy scroll,… Read More The Ten Commandments of Blogging
Poets are strange – Why can’t they just call the spade a spade? And what’s a rock but rock: sandstone, shale from the tiredness of weather? Coal and limestone, plant and animal dross — but nature wastes nothing. Why do poets look for metaphors under every rock, the walls that hold the creek, earth that… Read More Poets Are Strange
It’s not been looking good. The blog collapsed shortly after the last post and a series of labs unearthed a remarkable viral strain otherwise known as Hyberpola Polynucleosis. AHJ’s tested positive for the H1-OMG genetic marker which predisposes it not only to swelling of the T3 and T4 nodes but incapacitating fatigue and threat of… Read More This Blog Is On Life Support
1. To ward off dementia. 2. Stay in touch with my roots. No such thing as overworking with Koreans. Rest? Psh. That’s what the grave is for. 3. You’ve saved me money on therapy. I didn’t have to go this year. 4. I don’t want to clean. Who in their right mind would choose mopping… Read More The Real Reasons I Blog
Yana’s hard to miss. She was born with achondroplasia. In her late twenties, she’s four foot six inches tall, and she’s undergone ten operations to lengthen her arm and leg bones. “Everybody always looks at me,” she mused. “But never for the reasons I want.” “Everybody I know,” I said, “especially the performers, has such… Read More Why Are You Looking At Me?
Go on. Pinch me. You are so kidding me. The house is still but for the clicking of the keyboard. The men are on their first father-and-son overnighter in the mountains. I am home alone tonight. In case you don’t quite see it: over three years as a human milk bottle, I’ve also served up… Read More My First Time
We have some great blogs that teach us SEO, tags, back-links, Google encryption. I will never outgrow them because I believe in the science of all things. You have to learn the Rules, practice the proper form of a Lindy or a lay-up and unlock the mechanics, drill, know what accuracy means in your field.… Read More The Art of Blogging
Mr: So if I start blogging would you proof my posts and promote my site? Mrs: *Disbelief* You gotta build your own readership. Mr: Hey, being married to the Holistic Wayfarer must come with benefits. I provide the house you live in. Mrs: I gave you Tennyson. *Wild card never fails* Mr: I contributed half.… Read More Ruthless Blogger
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
Please respect my wishes. I. Do. Not. Want. Your. Like. On. This. Can I be any clearer, well-meaning friends? Tell you what. I will let you know when I really want it. I’ve hidden the button under the post so please don’t go tapping it on your Reader. We’re not done with beauty. But on… Read More Readers’ Choice
A Holistic Journey 