Latest Posting 10/27/2008

Dedications and notes:

I was speaking to someone the other day about having writers block.  I was not feeling stressed which is usually the cause.  He said sometimes it could be the underlying stress, something bothering you deep down.  Somehow deep inside I knew that was not the case.

It wasn’t until I was driving home a few nights ago, feeling down and upset that I knew it was time to confront myself.

Fighting the inevitable, I just keep doing that.  It’s the tendency to want what you can’t have and then fighting to make it happen.  The tendency to mock destiny.  The tendency to deny yourself the truth.

Enough!!!! That’s enough!!!!  I kept saying that over and over.  For more reasons then this.

A huge surge of pain soared through my temples warning me the block was released.  All kinds of thoughts, material and stories began to formulate in my mind like a kaleidoscope of colors.

Pain, despair, hurt, anger, etc., those are the inspirations for my writing.  That’s just the way it is.  I shall deny it no more!

A poet writes from the chaos and mayhem of life, who can out live that????  ~g

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