The Oddcast is back (in some sort) Ages ago, Bradley helped me put together a podcast, that I called an audio cast, that I shortened to Oddcast. Because of living situations and limited tools, it didn’t go on very long. WordPress’ recent collaboration with Anchor.fm made me decide to restart in. Instead of new content, though, it’ll be random selections previously posted to Rarasaur blog. … Continue reading jingle, art, poetry
Sometimes the road seems paved, but you still slip through. You leave a crack in the flooring and think, I’ll get to it, but then you don’t, and then time flaps its gargoyled wings and the crack becomes a pothole, and you fall in. Today, I fell in. I sobbed in my bathroom for awhile, watching my face contort into something truly mythical. The way … Continue reading the scream
In March, I started seriously thinking about writing a memoir, and this memory is what I thought would start it, because I wanted to capture the busy softness of my life before. I wanted to start it in a way that said it was more of a love story than a horror story, but horrible things definitely happen. Continue reading memoir: fore/ward/telling
It’s the final prompt of the Daily Post, and I wouldn’t be anywhere else. I met so many of you because of their community efforts and nurturing. It’s very much the end of an era for me, and I know Dave would want to participate too– so here’s two pictures, one of mine and one of his, chosen entirely based on our love for the … Continue reading all-time
I finally held Dave’s death certificate on Monday night. It shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was. I flinched. I cried. It reminded me of the game my little brother loved: Are you afraid of a monster this big? He’d ask, arms outstretched, as wide as he could reach. No, I’d claim. Are you afraid of a monster thiiiiis big? He’d ask, hands and … Continue reading go ahead, clap your hands.
And then he died. Without explanation. Without her. Suddenly. While she was away. It was kidney failure. It was wife failure. I am so sorry. Thank you for your patience as I find my way out of the final pages of this love story. Thud. . . . * . . . * . . . * . . . * . . . * … Continue reading #ALoveStory
