Little Pink Spoon #8 from The Wheel of Creativity


{This post is part of a series of excerpts from my forthcoming book. It is continued from last Monday.} View From The Floor Secretly, privately, the creative voice in me longed for expression. With the same guitar in my arms, on Saturday afternoons when every other girl was outside, I sat on the floor in the dorm and wrote songs of longing and discontent.   View from the Floor Always sitting on the floor. Guitar in hand, on the floor, in hand, on the floor. A single...

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nature pours herself a drink


This week, while I am visiting family in Houston Texas, Hurricane Alex is moving across the Gulf of Mexico toward Brownsville, where it is predicted to hit land around midnight tonight. Still hundreds of miles away from here, Alex began having his effect yesterday afternoon. Within minutes, the storm’s high winds had cracked open the blackened sky and filled the streets with water. Nature poured a drink into her glass and started stirring. Growing up in Houston, I have...

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