Acrylic on canvas © HMH, 2002
I never stop wondering why so many authors take issue with third person, present-tense. I can understand that the claim that writing in present-tense is more demanding, for the reader as well as the author. Should that persuade any author to avoid writing in this way? The idea that present-tense restricts handling of time may… Continue reading Third Person Present-Tense?
The body, bereft of life, Laid out beautifully: A handkerchief covers the face Flowers give perfume; The cross, suspended In the background, Lend caution or Admonition to The silent mourner. Questions amass but there are no answers The soul, gone, cannot turn back Lost in the wilderness of beyond. How can life go on while… Continue reading Departed
Acryllic on Paper © HMH, 2000
Sometimes my mind goes blank. All ideas abandon me, and I sit, staring miserably at the cursor on an empty document. It’s a writer’s worst nightmare, but I’ve come to believe that it happens when the eagerness to write becomes obsession. Is there a remedy? A good question, but not easily answered. First of all,… Continue reading Seeking Inspiration
Two people intimate beyond borders Gaze deeply And lies become impossible. Harmony liberates Mutual respect Passion surges through bodies I dance like a dervish Deliriously happy It’s bittersweet It’s not mine to keep A magical connection is never for keeps Through all the heartache Through years of misery And pure coincidence Lightning… Continue reading Song of Songs
Acryllic on canvas © HMH, 2000