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Photo-a-day for ten days
Not necessarily a desperate attempt at unblocking a creative block but more like an exercise in journalism and awareness. On the edge of losing my soul to the Christmas rush in my work. I need to step away from stress, … Continue reading
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Digging up the DNA
Twice I asked two people who were “around” when Grandma May Gill very suddenly died of a heart attack back in 1959 whether they thought Fredrick Gill, her husband had poisoned and killed her. The first person was aunt Carol, … Continue reading
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For Gods sakes put your arm around me!!!
Another photo from the Gerry archives. This is Uncle Bill. William Hartman. Dads brother. I will give Gerry tons of credit…even though the photo is taken too far away, off center and is blurry as hell….at least SHE TRIED! Thirty … Continue reading
A Night at the Circus
Let’s walk into the dark fields of uncut grass. Into the heart of America, the midwest laughter and red white and blue explosions in the sky. Feeling the immediate sowing of a yellow hook moon in my heart. Another journal … Continue reading
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lost weekend
After the twisted storm had passed, the tornadoes papers flying out of the grasps of the harmless clouds. The banners hanging black unswayed and unnoticed … and very alone. “We tried…” someone whispered from the bricks. It was true. Effort … Continue reading
beneath the neon glow (Diary of a sex addict)
Late one rainy Spring night in a hotel, Midtown Manhattan New York City. A dark room with one single candle on a night table next to the bed. The performers cannot be seen, only heard apparently from a pile of … Continue reading
waiting for Big Moon
When I woke up Kryha said “Those poor Japanese people” and here it was eight or so days later and we are still captivated by the news. But when it is the first thing you say when you wake up … Continue reading
a MAJOR heritage Hartman BREAKthru
In my on and off extensive search for our heritage I have found out some very cool and very important information. Only because of our sister Barbs brave dig into our great aunts sisterhood on Menham NJ, (a letter mailed … Continue reading
Excuse me, while I kiss the sky.
Oh, James you said it so well. With your guitar licks and deep lyrics. Don’t be afraid of the dark anymore. One day I’ll be home. Wherever and whatever that is. If I owned a home AGAIN-it would be a … Continue reading
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Tagged 295 Garden Street, Dreams, Gananogue, Gananoque, K7G 1J3, Marielle McDermott, Marielleblueskye, Ontario
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Desperate Houswives
Act 1 Scene 6 A dimly lit restaurant in Soho New York. Butch and Coco are sitting in the corner, the only patrons. It is well past closing time. A waitress is nervously walking back and forth sometimes stopping and … Continue reading
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