please begin…

indulgy“Please [write] a story about a girl who gets away.”

I would, even if I had to adapt one, even if I had to make one up just for her. “Gets away from what, though?”

“From her fairy godmother. From the happy ending that isn’t really happy at all. Please have her get out and run off the page altogether, to somewhere secret where words like ‘happy’ and ‘good’ will never find her.”

“You don’t want her to be happy and good?”

“I’m not sure what’s really meant by happy and good. I would like her to be free.  Now.

Please begin.”


Plea: White is for Witching, Helen Oyeyemi
Image: found at Indulgy

light travels…


Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.

Out of the box thinker: Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man
Photo: Leszek Bujnowski

a story…


“It’s amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.”

Quote: Scott Westerfeld, Peeps

Image: found on pinterest

Inky: There is a story in that photo.  Adventure, friendship, betrayal, tragedy and wrongs never being set right.   I can see the first chapter like a movie being played before my mind’s eye…

Doing? sipping wine, and waiting for the fettuccine to al dente…


word of the day…


Maxine Creator: John Wagner

every single day…

john green

Sage Advice: as noted.



Sunday night?  I was just Friday like 5 seconds ago.

I told you I wouldn’t remember…

Image: Watterson

Oh heck, that means Monday is coming….

national geographic moment…


Hold on. So in my mind, this jacked-up, sideways ridiculousness is the normal state?

Quote: Tite Kubo, Bleach

Inky:  I’ve set the laptop at auto post, so I’m not quite sure what you’re gonna be seeing for the post tonight.   After all it’s Friday, and I’m out.

Define ‘out’? – as in like a light drowned in 12 year old Glenlivet.   O.U.T.

Don’t ask, I won’t know what I did to get there when I wake in the morning.  I’m a firm believer in what happens with Glenlivet, stays with the ‘Livet.

I don’t paint…


I don’t paint what people expect,  I paint what my heart yearns to express. Some are born to play it safe, others are born to live it wild. Stories are made about girls like that. The wild ones, those rare faces that smile in the midst of chaos.

Mashup Quotes: Nikki Rowe
Image: found at several sites: fashion inspired, Medicare world, dzineblog360 to name a few.  No clue as to who it belongs to, but I love it. If you know email me so I can give credit.

Doing?  Sitting on the front porch, mug of Irish Coffee at my side, studying the stars as I type this post.  It’s slightly chilly (understatement) but the stars are calling.  I love the night it has such a velvet touch, and sweet scent.  In the night anything is possible….

… even magic.

one more step…


All day, I think about your face, as it passed me by
That moment, repeats.
Your black eyes that looked at me
Held words I don’t, understand.
They are coloring my heart
Once again, Just like that
I want you to be closer
But I’m stuck in this awkward time

One of these days, I’ll come to you
I’ll hold out my hands, in front of you
Even if I run out of breath, I’ll come to you
Once again, just like that
You’ll pull me closer to you
Just like that, one step
Just one more step, closer to you

Looking back over your shoulder as you passed
There were questions, in your eyes
It’s coloring my heart
Once again, just like that
I desperately want you
But I’m stuck in this awkward time

I’ll confess, to you, one day
I’ll gather my courage, and be brave for you
Even if it’s hard, I’ll run to you
And Once again, just like that
Little by little you’re taking me over
Just like that, one step
Just one more step,

I can’t even figure out
The magic of this moment
Where the wind passes
I am standing right here
As I think of you.

I’ll confess, to you, one day
I’ll gather my courage, and be brave for you
Even if it’s hard, I’ll run to you
And once again, just like that
Little by little you’re taking me over
Just like that, one step
Just one more step

In front of you…

I am thinking of you.

Song: Sanduel, One More Step  (linked to the you tube video although I think my translation is better)
Image: pixhome

Inky: it slid under the barriers, through the barb wire, and around the militia guarding my heart and melted the concrete.  I love this song.  Why aren’t there love songs like this, here?

echoing dunes….

giovedì, luglio 21, 2011I thought of you and how you love this beauty,
And walking up the long beach all alone
I heard the waves breaking in measured thunder
As you and I once heard their monotone.

Around me were the echoing dunes, beyond me
The cold and sparkling silver of the sea —
We two will pass through death and ages lengthen
Before you hear that sound again with me.

Poem: Sara Teasdale
Image found at:

Inky: .. got back last night.  I was having a blast yesterday until it began to snow.  Figured I might as well come on home.   Still, I did manage to wash away dregs of the dream in the sea, and sand…