J.B. Sommerset

Here it is, the first quote of the week for 2024, I hope this one adds some wisdom to get us running. Hope it can be applied by someone out there. It goes a little something like this: "The greatest changes are brought about by a multitude of small actions over much time and consideration..." J.B. Sommerset Cheers!

Well, we made it. Here we are in 2024, I waited a couple of days to make sure it was legit. Apparently it is, we have passed through another segment of time to the next micro-epoch of the 2020's. With how weird it has gotten since 2016, its anyone's guess what's next. I mean, it's been escalating in weirdness for a while now. One of my favorite authors is Kurt Vonnegut, I have read his catalogue of strange stories and oddities, the man's entire collection of works. Some of the most interesting and down right bazaar stories. But I have to say, not even he could have prepared me for how strange the future actually is.  So, here comes 2024, strap in and open your mind, things are about to get stranger, especially because it's an election year here in the good old U-S-of-A, and that means "double-play" for the circus monkeys and spin doctors. The stories we might encounter could just break us. All you creators out there might find your self lacking next t

There's no easy way to say this... I think we should see other people and years. It's not you, it's me, 2022. I don't think we have anything in common anymore. I need room to grow, and I don't think you can offer me that. We can still be friends, it's just that I need more from a year. It's time to go, my Uber is here... yes. Yes, that is 2023. I am sorry. I didn't want it to happen, I wasn't looking for a new year but there it was. It just happened. I have to go. Look, I am sure you will be fine, but the heart wants what the heart wants. Maybe I will see you around. Goodbye, 2022. (Photo credit Jill Wellington) Cheers!

 It's that time-

HAPPY NEW YEAR! GOOD BYE 2021!

  Happy Holidays ya'll! (Photo Credit: Bret Sayles of Pexels.com)

  (photo credit goes to Sarah Pflug of burst ) Just like every year, today is a day for leftovers and food-comas. Here in America at least. I have never been too fond of eating until I hurt, but that's exactly what seems to happen each year for thanksgiving. I still don't know how it happens, each year I eat a little less, and each year the food coma seems to last a little longer- or maybe I just have more wine each year and only think I eat less. Nonetheless, this year was bad, like "hate myself in the morning and hide in shame all day" bad.  Needless to say, I march on, that's what  I do. I drag myself out of bed and stagger around my house cleaning up and prepping for the next food disaster holiday- Christmas. Keep in mind, Christmas is something I don't natively celebrate, my immediate family on the other hand does. So I join in. Thank the stars none of us celebrate "black Friday", even the name sound ominous. Besides, I need the Friday after to

Gobble, gobble!

 Happy Halloweens Ya'll!

I waited for a couple of weeks to write this, mainly because I didn’t know where we were at with calamity and disaster. I didn’t want to jinx our entry into the new year. I will put it simply, 2020 was an absolute poop-festival of a year (shit show for those with thicker skins and stronger stomachs)! I  will never forget 2020, it’s the year that keeps giving. In terms of drama and material, there was so much material to work with. First, and most obvious there was the pandemic. The old COVID 19 ploy, it gets them every time. We will be recovering for the next couple of decades, and we still don’t have it under control. Where is that P.P.E.?! Next on our timeline were shortages in the supermarkets, thank god for bidets. Looking back, I still can’t understand how toilette paper was the hinge pin around which civilization hung. I thought it would be food, water, or gas, you know, like the Mad Max movies. I have never seen so much panic and desperation. It’s a sight to behold, seeing

  HAPPY NEW YEAR!

First, let me state "the end is nigh" . In this case, " the end is nye! " (see what I did there?). 2020 is almost over. I hope that everyone had a good holiday, and are ready to move into 2021, I know I am.  Today, I am going to write about journaling. Something I hope all the prospective writers out there do on a regular basis.  For years now I have kept a journal. Each morning I get up, I get some coffee and I write a page in my journal. I let the words come and let my pen write what it wants to. I journal, or more precisely, I journey with my pen. I find that it limbers me up quite a bit. It's like stretching before running a marathon.  For a long time, I journaled on a laptop. It was easier and I could write more. It wasn't until my laptop broke, that I got out my old journal and started writing by pen. I found it better than using a laptop in many ways. The most important thing about writing with a pen and paper is that there are no distractions, no ad

  HAPPY HOLIDAYS!