just another Artist

I'm not sure what I want but it's not this. At least not today. A lot of what I do is finding that spot where I can stand and stay and be and let go. There aren't many spots that fit. Oh to be a space/time rider!

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It's been a long time since I actually blogged about my artistic/creative progress which has been phenomenal during the last year in which I wrote my first novel and first screenplay. I also got out to a few open mike nights and read some of my poems - out loud - to strangers. And i published my chap book (a collection of my poems). You can buy the book, Unfunded Finds, for a nominal price as either a download (PDF) or a regular printed book.

I don't like reporting the agonizing process that comes before the success but I do like reporting the successes. I shall try to do that more often here. Being an artist isn't all about struggle.


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Mood modifier: thoughtful. Why is that not a mood choice?

Why do I keep writing here? Because no one reads it. I love that. Anyway, I tend to get sort of miffed about deals and things and angry at guys for being deal breakers. So that's the whole deal. You get around that and you've done something.

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there is no deal. either you are with me or not.

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come home
i'm waiting


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having my own personal wet shirt contest
but it's no contest
i'm already as wet as I can be
momentarily remember how I voluntarily walked in the rain
now
wondering
... is it okay to drink the rain that runs down my face?
... do my earrings attract lightning?
... should I be walking under this tree?
           past this light post?
... will my thoughts attract lightning?

laughing at the image of a someone opening a car door for me
             at the notion of being as wet as I can be

a physical challenge
more often
if only

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There are no secrets between the pages
There are no riddles or clues
There is only you
and what you bring to the world

I've seen this before
it is real and true

I fight to hold it to feel it to touch it
                (whatever that is)
which is silly
because it is in me already

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I'd like to try that not making product to make money thing. How does that work?

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Well, here's a fine kettle of fish. Up at 4 am and nothing to write about. Or think about, for that matter. Just this blog to blog at. Hope things improve.

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There are no clues or answers. There is just stuff that comes out and gets named and others like it or not. There is a space between me and you and that's where freedom fits.

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