grand central station draft

the grand central station of the universe souls of the travelers lost in time waiting eternally for their Lost Ones waiting for the other shoe to drop searching for the One that has come and gone taking along the tattered and lonely souls and broken hearts existing on the edge and biding their time in waiting What track is this? did I miss my connection? … Continue reading grand central station draft

Grand Central Station of the Universe

This is one of four photo images suggested for my Writing101 class, Word Press Blogging University.  The assignment was to choose a photo that reminds us of something, and to write about it.  I was in my living room, working on my little Kindle Fire–which I love, although it is not really helpful to me when writing posts for my blog, that need formatting and new … Continue reading Grand Central Station of the Universe

Photographer or Pitcha-taker?

Once, decades ago, the Chief Photographer at the newspaper where I worked  asked me a question that has remained in my thought-processor to emerge every once in awhile: “Do you want to be a Photographer?  Or just a Pitcha-taker.?” At the time I had only recently began providing photos to accompany my news stories.  I had a Yashika-Mat camera, which I had bought for the … Continue reading Photographer or Pitcha-taker?

Some True Facts and Confessions About Blogging

Today I managed to spend the entire day blogging, with exceptions for hauling the son around and feeding the cats.   By “blogging” I mean visiting lots of other bloggers online, trying to get my photos to cooperate, and writing in my blog. All my writing life I have felt guilty and self-indulgent when I spent time writing for pleasure.   Sure, I got paid for it … Continue reading Some True Facts and Confessions About Blogging

A PERFECT PAST PRESENT for Poetry Class

[Writing201, Poetry.   Today’s assignment involves the word GIFT, and Crostic, and Alliteration.]         A Perfect Past Present Better a book, than a boat or a bear Or my childhood dream would be dashed Only such a gift would Keep me a happy child. I would never have wanted clothing Neither undies nor socks…in a box A doll or a hat or even a unicorn of … Continue reading A PERFECT PAST PRESENT for Poetry Class