Monday, December 31, 2007

Red Underwear and No Resolutions

I am wearing red underwear today. In Spain, people wear red underwear for good luck, one of my friends who lives in Germany tells me. So I am today--why not?

I have a new story idea that might be the one! I am very inspired by the darkness and eros that are swirling in me to produce this hopeful charm.

I do not believe in resolutions, but I do want to write more as my mother who I lost this year (in body) wanted me to. It's funny, I started the year with her and end it without her. Part of me wants to hang onto the year because she lived in it...another part wants the promise of a new year with less sorrow.

Either way, Happy New Year, and here's to a lot more blog posts. Sometimes I am lazy!

Sunday, December 23, 2007


Insulation



Finished NaNo but as usual, my new passion is a new piece I am working on. I know it is a reflection of me not being able to follow through. But at least the passion for it will fill me a bit. This is my first Christmas without my mother and there is a draft inside me. My creativity is a bit of insulation for me. It is the thing that warms me when I feel cold inside. Not every bit of creative thought comes from a cold place in me, but when it does it warms me, revitalizes me that I can reconstruct everything that happens to me.

This story is a new theme for me. A spin off from the themes in my NaNo novel, very dark and at the bottom of Pandora's Box. Opened it and like a yoga pose, my head down to the bottom to get up every last bit of what I should not have even known. For this story, I have to be fearless. It is getting easier and easier for me to be so...

Sunday, December 09, 2007


Finished!



I completed NaNo at the witching hour. I have never been opposed to being a witch!

So this novel took me to some dark places and let me feel the hum of recurring themes of mine that were lurking in some of my places all along.

I have discovered the mind might try to hide, but the body will not or vice versa. The things that fascinate us are part of us. Just beneath the skin, or right on the surface.

I finished the novel, but I opened Pandora's box and I am not afraid...