Awake. Let's play 20 Questions. I'll ask, you answer. Or at the very least, I want you to THINK, really think and come up with HONEST answers. I once wrote, "we lie best when we lie to ourselves." Not sure if that was an original thought or if I heard it somewhere and forgot where … Continue reading 3:00 AM and I want to play 20 Questions.
The nature of social media seems to be geared toward sharing self-centered information. What you ate, how you look when you wake up in the morning, when your next book is due to hit the Amazonian shelves, etc. Interaction is limited to likes, follows, and on rare occasions for those of us who aren't freaked … Continue reading Enough about me, what’s going on in your world?
My older sister. She was mom's right hand as I was growing up, once the folks separated / divorced. It was drilled into my head that I was supposed to do what my sister told me to do when mom wasn't around. I grew up saying yes to her regardless of what I may have … Continue reading Yup That’s Me…
Where does personal responsibility fit into the discussion of victim blame, slut shaming, and the like? As a human, one does not deserve to be raped, abused, or mishandled in any way, yet if one chooses to get stupid drunk at a frat party..., or stays in an abusive relationship..., or knowingly takes the narcotic...etc.? … Continue reading Ponderances and contemplations
Definitely something to think about.
Very thought provoking. 🙂 And his poetry is always worth a read.
There Is No # To #SaveTheWorld
My past couple of Friday blogs have been my reaction to racism, sex, slut shaming, the disabled – someone has taken me to task for speaking about such matters because of my white male privilege. It seems I lack authority to speak authentically about my experiences of these issues.
In the past I’ve been ‘sushed’ because I don’t have an MFA (& thus am not qualified to be a poet for certain stages here in TO); not educated enough to have sufficiently informed comments on the writing process; not published enough; not hot enough for erotica readings; too male for some stages; too sexual for others; too old for most. Thinking marriage is crock casts me out of the good queer corner.
I can’t help but think this is yet another form of censorship – it’s not as if I’m proposing radical thought…
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Seriously, I've been hearing people use the "baby steps" analogy to achieving goals for years (and years, and um...years. I'm almost 50 you know 🙂 ) but until this year I'm not quite sure I got it. I mean, yes, it's obvious they're saying to take little, short in length, tip-toe type steps to reach … Continue reading Baby Steps – What a Concept (now that I understand how to apply it, lol)
But Words Can Damn Near Kill Me. I wonder what was going on at the time the original diddy was written? If you were born before the 80's, I bet your parents would often have you repeat the original rhyme when, as a wee little tot, there was that mean kid at school calling you ugly … Continue reading Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones
Hi everyone. My name is Dana Ellington, and I'm a Starving Artist. (*sits down with a sigh*) Yes my friends, despite having a steady nine to five, I am a Starving Artist. Much to my shame / embarrassment / guilt, it's time to be completely honest and admit I don't know how to run a business. … Continue reading Speaking of Starving Artists
I'm sure you've heard that saying before, lol. Ha...man, the 80's were a trip. Anyway, that saying comes to mind because I've been enjoying this week's pity party. That's right, I've been allowing myself to feel pitiful all week. A full on "woe is me - all I want to do is crawl under my … Continue reading “I Pity the Fool.”