the words regurgitate from the brain, down into the spine, then down through both arms straight on to the fingers on both hands, in which they do their diligent job of typing the words, which have flown freely from its beginning of its journey. voila! the job is completed. the story is written.
when I am out and about and need some inspiration, I seek out my guru who is sitting on one of the benches in the downtown square. buy him a coffee and a bagel, and he’s in his glory, filling my down and out brain a boost of enthusiastic goodwill and beautiful words to liveContinue reading “inspiration ~ satire”
everything is going well with me, in the niche of the planet I inhabit.
just read my horoscope (Aquarius), and it said I will not see eye-to-eye with family, friends and relative. conversations can be rancorous, and one sided. best to keep a tight lip, and let the time of day move on.
still alive and kicking
I’m taking a break from posting, as I need to tend to other matters. I don’t have any idea If and when I will return. Namaste
*Born: March 12, 1922 – Died: October 21, 1969
“To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.” ~ Bertrand Russell
Watching life go by in the rear view mirror.
Since the old gray matter, aka the brain, seems to have gone on vacation. Its drawing blanks, so can’t come up with a scintilla of an idea of what to say, write, type, whatever. How long its going to be away, is anybody’s guess. Just don’t expect any postcards from it, saying wish you wereContinue reading “Write Something”
Without much sleep, I am sitting here, cup of coffee beside me, reading blog posts, and trying to figure out, what the hell am I doing up, when I should have gone back to bed. Of course there’s the nap routine, then there’s countless cups of strong, black coffee. Then there’s just go with theContinue reading “Ok So”
“A good friend is a connection to life – a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.” ~ Lois Wyse, Author ~ 1926 – 2007
I’ve been wondering if anything exciting, bad or both happened in London, England, at 3:00 a.m.. GMT. Are there people up and about, and what were they doing, probably some things not wanting to know about.
“Life does not come with instructions on how to live, but it does come with trees, sunsets, smiles and laughter, so enjoy your day.” ~ Debbie Shapiro, Author ~ Born: 1953
slouched on the couch
good coffee good book good day life is good
Morning thought: coffee, self medicating stimulant.
Sunday morning. Somewhat awake. Need coffee.
“Is evil something you are? Or is it something you do?” ~ Bret Easton Ellis, Novelist ~ Born: March 7, 1964
Sunday silence. Sunday sun. Sunday serenity.
Today is the new normal, to be replaced tomorrow by the new normal, and the next day a new normal will commence. See the pattern? Just a thought.
Better to write it right, and/or writes it write.
Naked trees. Crows cawing. Blue sky.
Quietude and darkness at 3:00 a.m. For most people, both are conducive to a good night’s sleep. Just a thought.
“The people of the United States are one of the people I most admire in the world. The only thing I don’t understand is why a country that manages to do so well cannot do better in choosing its president.” ~ Gabriel Garcia Marquez
a beautiful day
A hot and humid night in the city. People without a/c, having a hard time trying to get any sleep. Some of them choose to go outside, sitting on the stoops at 3:00 a.m. They see there are quite a few of their fellow citizens, doing the same thing. Talking and watching the few carsContinue reading “3:00 A.M. ~ Quick Fiction”
Physicist – Born: January 24, 1947
When strolling the sidewalks, and pathways of the parks, you are more than likely will meet some interesting people, from all walks of life.
Another night of cold, gusty winds.
lost in thoughts
Funny how shit may sometimes happen at 3:00 a.m.
Oh happy days Etched in clay Oh happy days In a loving way
Coffee: it livens up the mood.
It’s a feeling Tom relishes in life. Driving on the interstate at 3:00 a.m. He loves the freedom of the open road, considering he is one of the few cars, along with the tractor trailers, doing the long haul. When he is cruising at the set speed control, he pops in one of his favoriteContinue reading “3:00 A.M. ~ Short Fiction”
Strong winds. Power outages. Nature’s doing.
Doing meditation atop a snow pile.
The strong gusts of wind woke Joann from a sound sleep. She peered at the clock, and it was exactly 3:00 a.m. She got out of bed, and the hardwood floor felt cold. She checked the thermostat, and it was 63 degrees. She turned on the heat, went the bathroom to do her business, andContinue reading “3:00 A.M. ~ Short Fiction”
“To be is to be perceived (Esse est percipi).” Or, “If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?” ~ George Berkeley
Drumming my fingers on the table. Waiting for the new normal to arrive.
“People know what they do; frequently they know why they do what they do; but what they don’t know is what what they do does.” ~ Michel Foucault, Philosopher – Born: October 15, 1926 – Died: June 25, 1984
Averroes, Philosopher – Born: April 14, 1126-Died: December 10, 1198
A brand new month is upon us. March, which has 31 days, means there are 31 3:00 a.m.s. Anything may or will happen at that early hour of the morning. Its a wait and see, or beware of the unknown.
So, I often wonder what people are doing at 3:00 a.m. Sleeping? Watching TV? Working? Reading a book? Walking the dog? Bathroom run? Just something that I would throw out there, to see what responses would come of it.
“The body is to be compared, not to a physical object, but rather to a work of art.” ~ Maurice Merleau-Ponty, Philosopher ~ 1908-1961
Good conversation. Great times. Happy people.
She’s 88 years old, and she is by all means peaches and cream, with a dollop of whip cream on top.
High sugar content. A diabetic’s nightmare.
“Whenever two people meet, there are really six people present. There is each man as he sees himself, each man as the other person sees him, and each man as he really is.” ~ William James
Even though it is still winter, spring cleaning has begun.
Into the void. No exit found.
It was one those nights, Ned was tossing and turning, and restless. He looked at the alarm clock, and it read 3:00 a.m. He decided to get up, put his clothes on, grabbed his keys and cigarettes, and went for a walk. The air was warm, and the stars were shining. It felt good toContinue reading “3:00 A.M. – Short Fiction”
“Reading a novel is just a much more involving and intimate experience than the act of watching a film. I mean, you literally get inside of a novelist’s head, and you invest many hours to do so.” ~ Jay McInerney
“Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.” ~ Stephen King
The village square is for the most of the time, relatively dead, that you can hear a pin drop on the steel grating. But on this early morning hour at 3:00 a.m., accompanied by a full moon, and a few scattered clouds creeping by, something odd was happening. There were a pack of dogs chasingContinue reading “3:00 A.M. The Village Square -Short Fiction”
Life’s short. Make the best of it.
Do it yourself, works for me.
High on life is all good.
“Sometimes I feel like I’m actually on the wrong planet. It’s great when I’m in my garden, but the minute I go out the gate I think, ‘What the hell am I doing here?” ~ George Harrison – Born: February 25, 1943 – Died: November 29, 2001
A late winter storm, dumping copious amounts of snow on the streets and avenues, in the downtown area. Its 3:00 a.m., not a soul to be seen venturing in the deepening snow. Even the plows are having a hard time keeping the roads cleared. The only places that are still open, are a 24 hourContinue reading “3:00 A.M. Downtown – Short Fiction”
“Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.” ~ John Locke
Every morning, at 3:00 a.m., you will find an elderly gentleman, sitting in his favorite booth, having a cup of coffee. He has been patronizing this certain coffee shop, since he retired many years ago from the book editing job, that he had for over 35 years. He usually is the only one there, andContinue reading “3:00 A.M. – A Short Story”
“Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it. You can’t keep it, but you can spend it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.” ~ Harvey Mackay
Let’s get along, for no other reason than to get along.
Moving forward. Not looking back. What’s the point of it.
“The majority of men… are not capable of thinking, but only of believing, and… are not accessible to reason, but only to authority.” ~ Arthur Schopenhauer, Philosopher – 1788-1860