“Intermezzo Summer: Observations of an Absurd Writer’s Group” a poem

Intermezzo sunshine, never skimpin' on the fun times. Walls white, clean like an Apple Store, and everybody folds in place like the wings of a paper crane and everybody logs-in to this multiplayer game. Pearly eyed poets and wrinkly fingered writers, rambling, peanut butter and jamming to soft indie rock, feet tapping, pens snapping a … Continue reading “Intermezzo Summer: Observations of an Absurd Writer’s Group” a poem

Thursdays on Central and in the Tampa Bay Times

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After I left my full-time job and returned to la vida freelance, I realized that, without the daily pressures of posting x pieces of content a day, editing other people's writing for print and online, sending weekly newsletters, and — among other things — worrying about web traffic, I actually liked writing again. Writing was … Continue reading Thursdays on Central and in the Tampa Bay Times