That God is Love is Religion Enough
That the Divine Finger Touches all Within— That God’s presence moves the corpuscles and separates neutrons from protons– Is enough to make me Wonder–and praise the nameless Deity– In spite of convoluted passions and Crazy zealots’ intent on PowerandControl– Force-feeding wretched dogma into innocent Hungry hearts searching. I praise the God who cried through bushes…
Read MoreGrateful
Well, here we are. It’s nearly Mother’s Day. The kids were home for the months of March and April, which meant we were having as much time together as possible. May was fast approaching and I hadn’t done the marketing/promotions like I did last year. Luckily, I have friends who believe in the project and…
Read MoreLive Reads
May 6th, 2013 SCVTV Uverse channel 99…Time Warner channel 20 Monday morning: 8:30 a.m http://scvtv.com/ May 6th, 2013 KHTS live read http://hometownstation.com/about-us MAY 13th KCAL 9 7:00 a.m MORNING SHOW MOTHER’S DAY segment
Read MoreAn Excerpt from “Sextolet”
An excerpt from Rene’s book Sextolet. The heat looms so thick, Addie mindlessly tries to pull it back like a drape— part the dense dry hot with her rugged hand but all she does is wave the molecules and fire ‘em up hotter—even hotter. There’s no wind today to sweep through the house—no wind to…
Read Moreode to the universe
The celestial beings hover over us Nightly Winking and turning their heads To eye us in our slumber. The moon makes the rounds And never misses, not even an inch— Scans from across the spheres That umbrella our existence Overhead. The breath of the fresh wind Carries seeds of hope and vibrance In its sweeping…
Read MoreThe Close of the Open House Era
Tonight was the last Open House in my life as mom. No more open houses after twenty years of attendance~a true cause for celebration~nothing bitter about it. Only sweet sweet sweet. I wish we had a ceremony for moms whose kids reach adulthood all in one piece. Oh how I wish we could all gather…
Read MoreBallad of the Cypress Tree
Planted side by side, 12 trees Once lined the drive, up to our home where we live- where we rest, work, play, cry. Eighteen years they framed our periphery. Markers of majesty, preceding the front entry like medieval trumpet players would announce the crown. Our kingdom was humble save for the long line…
Read Moremore waiting…
My manuscript has been “agented” for three months now. I used to call it “bragging rights” when I accidentally placed a non-money making song in a film or movie. So, now I have literary bragging rights (Ta Da! I have an agent!). However, even though the piece was sent out to about ten majors, there’s…
Read MoreUpdate
I haven’t posted any updates lately; I’ve been waiting. I did sign with an agent after the conference, so part of me has stopped in my tracks to see what that might bring. Part of me wants to go go go and continue blogging and selling my wares, but alas, I’m at a standstill.The manuscript…
Read MoreCreativity and Crisis: The Conference
October 20th 2012 Well, I went to the conference. I’ll post all that I learned (or managed to get into note form) for any potential writers who couldn’t make it to the conference. [later, after I reflect.] But honestly, what did I learn? Amidst the seminars on the process of writing (tying your legs to…
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