WE ARE GOLD

So often I think about how connected we should all be. Not like the The Borg in Star Trek with it’s hive mind or anything but maybe more like a hive soul. It feels like when we let one child down we are letting all of humanity down. When we turn away a person in…

DISTRACTING POTATOES

Outrage for Sale by Gretchen Kelly I roll my eyes a lot. Not at people but at headlines. More often than not it’s because you can tell a person or a company is just trying to stir up shit. And it works. We fall for it. The post I link to above is worth reading.…

ALL THE SHADE

I’m a big fan of black and white photography. Landscapes and portraits. It’s simple and yet a complex mix of shade, of brightness and hues. When it comes to experiences black and white just won’t do. I want bold and soft. Pastel and neon. I want to live in a world full of colorful personalities,…

I LOVED THE EIGHTIES

I loved the ‘80s. So many cool memories. Music made life better in so many ways. I mean… You could walk like an Egyptian, dance with somebody that loved you, do the Safety Dance, or you could just Beat it. In the ‘80s you could spin somebody round… like a record, walk this way, pour…

FINDING PERSPECTIVE

“The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be.” ~ Douglas Adams Perspective is something a…

A Trauma Dad Post

When Your Dad Tries to Kill You I hope you read the post above. Byron can also be found writing on Vocal.com. From the moment I met Byron I liked him. He had a good heart and I didn’t need much more than words on a piece of paper to know that. He started out…

IT’S THE JOURNEY

There is a moment when you realize that your journey is yours. That moment is different for everyone. That moment for me was when I needed brain surgery. They say life flashes before your eyes when you are faced with the possibility of no tomorrow. And though we all face that possibility every second… rarely…

THE EMPTY SPACE

We were taking pictures. It was a fun night. But with most fun nights where I was hanging out with friends the anxiety was intense. I look at this picture and I see it. That fraction of a second right before the big smile that says “life is good and I am good”. Except I…

STUPID ASSASSIN by Byron Hamel

My boyfriend, Byron Hamel, entered a writing contest on Vocal. He’s a brilliant writer and there is no end to the stories he tells. He has been focusing on scripts but took some time to write this short story. Please read it and then hit like if you do. Then come back and tell me…