Write Up The Road’s Blog Posts
STANDING IN MY STIRRUPS As my meeting needs evolve. I’M SO SORE Like my shoulders. After every yoga. VULNERABILITY I’m pretty Sure I did. I know I hope so. HAWK Grab and go. IT’S OFFICIAL You’re preapproved! BEE-ATTITUDE I hope to be at 25
“If you can’t be a good example, you’ll just have to be a horrible warning.” Catherine the Great, Empress of Russia July 1762-Nov. 1796 Brought Russia into the life of Europe; the best minds came to her court and corresponded with her in thousands of letters. Added over two hundred thousand miles to Russian territory,
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IT’S A FRIGGING NIGHTMARE And try getting into hell without an appointment these days. With the rich jumping the line. When they’re not stealing your vaccines. Try and angulate with no alecktricity Avrything’s a mess. Not even Jesus would forgive what they do. And then you can’t get hold of them Because
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She says they always ask that On the intake questionnaire, They call it ideating. She says she always circles No. I’m not going to tell them. I’m no therapist, but I’m not alarmed. I ideate all the time, and I’m still alive. Plus, they’re not really worried about your ideation Their concern is have
Some people just naturally select the right mate, the best profession, or invent something the world didn’t even realize was lacking until their product appeared. And these people, exquisitely rare in life, would be akin to a unicorn with wings. So realize now that the ‘perfect’ chart doesn’t exist, nor does the ‘exactly right’ pattern
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SISTA Steam frolicking around a Sista’s Homemade vegan cannabis infused Blueberry muffin, guaranteed to pick you up early. Add a slather of Sista’s cannabutter (Sista’s so extra about everything) It’ll keep you out past curfew. Anything is possible. Sista fucking loves what she does. She’s the Tom Brady of muffins. YOLANDA
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Next year, 2022, Write Up The Road turns 20! We’ll have been in the publishing business for twenty years – that’s a milestone. We’ll be announcing all sorts of innovations, from all things Boomer – look for our new imprint, Boomer Books – to a nod to our roots in creating reference and how-to books
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At the park Inchoate team Volleyballistas Black girls, brown girls, white girls Being coached Doing drills On a warm southern California winter day after school. As yester-eve faded into yester-night Totally tagged and bedight Jupiter keeping an eye on its moons With stars like honoraria Each sold separately Constellations like Compounding pharmacists. © 2021
“You know artists – some daubs here, a dab there, and a line or two. But you’re still supposed to stay in the frame and not get paint on the wall. WHAT ?!?!? That’s not being creative, in my canvas. Unless you have paint on your elbows and over the Sherwin-Williams, you’re not really trying.
SALAD LADY They shut down the fish and chips. They shut down the pie place. They’re going to have to start doing something here. On Thanksgiving I’m being messaged By an unclaimed frozen turkey In a church basement freezer. And the next day I get a text, And it says “Salad Lady.”
Two Poems: Salad Lady, That COVID Sunday in San Clemente Read More »