An adverb is (not always) a beautiful thing – an off-the-cuff joint.

Once upon a time, I believed I was a writer-savant. I came to that belief during my school years, and the feelings solidified during my all-lower-case university days. In my defense, I tend to do well with scholastic writing, mark-wise, so it wasn’t an unreasonable assumption. I did edit my academic works, a habit I excluded from my personal writing as unnecessary, what with all … Continue reading An adverb is (not always) a beautiful thing – an off-the-cuff joint.

What’s in a blog – an off-the-cuff joint.

I’ve blogged for a long time. I started on Blogger years ago. My site there existed until last year when I finally downloaded the posts and shut it down. It’s strange how reticent we are to close social media accounts. I blogged on Tumblr as well – I have a page for prose and a page for poetry (I haven’t updated the latter in some … Continue reading What’s in a blog – an off-the-cuff joint.

I’m an empty nester – an off-the-cuff joint.

I’ve spent the last two weeks packing up things I no longer need, culling the surfeit of possessions I’ve acquired during my adult years with a ruthlessness I’ve not been able to bring to bear before. I am cleaning house. It’s not all for donation. I’m biting the bullet and having a garage sale. I’ve got the date set – the weekend of September 15th … Continue reading I’m an empty nester – an off-the-cuff joint.

I love the movies – an off-the-cuff joint.

Did you get caught up in the Barbenheimer craze? Did you watch Barbie on the big screen? Did you spend the three hours on Oppenheimer? Did you mortgage a kidney to pay for snacks? For me, the answers are yes, no, and no. I have a cinema loyalty card – I get discounted eats. I’d planned to see both, perhaps even on the same day … Continue reading I love the movies – an off-the-cuff joint.