It has been a while since I last posted something that wasn’t either a poem, a ‘love note’ entry, or somehow not directly related to my self-publishing activity (the ‘Resistance Song of the Day’ notwithstanding). So, here goes… I have yet to get a decent handle on 2017, even though it is two-thirds over. Although [...]
Tag: work
The dream I had last night didn’t find its way into this poem the way I wanted it to (a poem)
I had this dream in mind from last night, but couldn’t find a place for it here… Get there before it’s too late the road is sludge, so it’s a hard, hard slog but each step follows the last step splashing mud everywhere Good thing clean clothes aren’t that important it’s the work, always the [...]
On Completing National Poetry Writing Month
Today is the last day of this year's National Poetry Writing Month. I'd actually stumbled upon it quite by accident. I no longer remember how it was that I found out about it, but I know someone who has participated in National Novel Writing Month before, so I may have been initially attracted by the [...]
Why You Should Hire Me
Recently, I uploaded a post on the subject of being "Overqualified". It was my reaction to being turned down for a job on the basis that I was "overly qualified" for the position. Well, here's a different tack: Why should you—you know who you are—hire me? Let's get the ugly part out of the way first: [...]
Embracing Variety
I'm starting to embrace variety. Since deciding back in 2006 that it was time for a change of career, I've been focusing pretty narrowly. I went back to school to properly learn the principles of graphic design, which I'd been doing in one form or other (primarily for my own projects, but occasionally for others) [...]
Ordinary? Says Who?
A random thought just occurred to me. I have long been intimidated by the work of others—at least, as far as art, music, and graphic design are concerned. (I’m kind of an elitist, on the other hand, when it comes to English grammar and punctuation.) I often see what wonders others produce, and find myself [...]
