Come all ye young fellows who follow the sea. Wey! Hey! Blow the man down! And please pay attention and listen to me; Give us some time to blow the man down! This is where my mind and my fingers have been for the past several weeks. I feel as if I have been having … Continue reading Too Much Time With A Sailor
Mayhem isn't the exact word. It may denote expectations of violence and chaos; but writers love alliteration (Wow I was so far off trying to spell that word–thank you again Siri). And I, who, these days, sometimes pretends to be a writer because I no longer have focus or take myself that serious, love to … Continue reading Mayhem, Mold, Mice and Music
Remember the kid in class that you didn't want to have on your team for the spelling bee? Well I was that kid. I was also the kid that you didn't want to have on any sports teams, but that is a whole other story. I can't spell. Never could. I absolutely hated the spelling … Continue reading Spelling Bees And Piano Keys
Why jazz? you ask. Because it is the music that moves me. It is the music that makes my body want to sway, my knees want to bounce and my feet want to tap. It is emotional, sexy and free and I have loved it for a long time. Long before I knew what jazz … Continue reading Dreams Of Being A Jazz Pianist
Still Bitchy After 60 Blog 