Every morning on my way to work I drive by a cow pasture. Happy little cows fill the lot. They jump and run and stare at each other with cold, empty eyes and generally seem to be having as good a time a cow in a fenced pasture can have.
Every morning on my way to work I watch these cows for a few seconds and ponder what they will see that day (aside from the cold, empty stare of their neighbor).
One morning this week I saw two cows fight. They were knocking their heads together and one was trying to jumping to land better hits. It was awful! As I drive by I shout “knock it off!”
It was reflex. I tried to parent cows this week.
Related news; I’m going to deep edit everything written this week for my next book and try to sleep this weekend!
Another birthday approaches and with that comes my annual tradition of self reflection. It’s a practice that developed long ago and has yet to pay off, but still with the start of another year I like to ponder who I am and what brought me to this time and place.
This year, I’m reflecting on inexplicable neurosis that my children will one day discuss with their own therapists. Continue reading →
The big amusement park here in ol’ Colorado is Elitch Gardens. Elitch’s for the hip folks who prefer to discuss things efficiently and everyone knows what you’re referencing anyway. I digress. I’ve never really cared for the amusement park experience personally. Roller Coaster Tycoon was my jam long ago. Just like saying “my jam” was the world’s jam long ago.
The ideal amusement park is a tricky topic. There’s no right. There’s no wrong. There’s only amusing. That ever popular incomprehensible concept that drives humanity to the arts, to science, to discovery, to betterment. These parks have some awesome responsibility.
There’s also the possibility of pizza and sticky concrete all over the place. These parks have some weird possibilities.
Blogger buddy o’ mine Angelica Kidd has been very kind and shared a few of my posts on her page. Go see her site https://angelicakidd.wordpress.com/ She writes with a sense of honesty not found in many other places.
I am very much going to follow Angelica’s lead on this one as sharing is indeed caring. WordPress is full of amazing writers, observers, photographers, storytellers, poets, puzzle makers, DIY-ers, and everything in between.
Here are blogs I adore and you should visit too.
Grace Crandall Sleepy Tiger Stories is the name of the blog, masterfully crafted short stories are the… game. I messed up this rhyme. Grace writes the stories that make other writers say, “gah, I wish I could write like that.” Go here.