Day 30 “Change”


Whew I wasn’t sure I would make it out alive lol This was a challenge as my memory isn’t good with quick recall (I can’t even remember my favorite movie 15 minutes after I watched it) .  My memory is horribly abstract ask me to recall a movie and I will answer something like “It felt yellow…” “The leaves were apple crisp” “I have a spleen full of magma” As you can imagine no one ever knows what the hell I am talking about. Even when I can access a memory the abstract nature makes it unusable! I get lost constantly because I can only recall the most obscure details about a place, I seem to see things no one else notices and to miss all that is obvious. I chose this song because I want to support Sam, to be strong enough to live and love fully.  To not just be more independent but to repay generosity. I want to be needed, necessary, useful.


Day 29 “A Song You Loved As A Teenager”


I was a teenager in 90s and I was into grunge and what is grunge without Nirvana? I love Nirvana I still listen to them regularly I wouldn’t be a proper Generation X’er otherwise =) I understand how parents and grandparents get stuck!  Isadora is too young to make fun of me for being lame/old (well she hasn’t started yet and not for a lack of lameness/oldness I assure), she is only 5 and the crazier I act the more badass I am in her book.  That is one of the fabulous aspects of small children, if Sam and I break into spontaneous song and dance, she just joins in no questions asked/no judgement passed. She is so good now I can’t but worry lol

Prompt 14 “The music of…”


This week it is a music prompt but I am taking away a little bit of your freedom as I am choosing the artist lol Always an excuse to inflict my musical proclivities onto a defenseless audience. Seriously though Jeff Buckley is amazing! One of my favorite artists of all time and I have a compulsive need to share. I have chosen 4 songs for you to pick from that way you’re not totally tied down. The songs are only to inspire you, take from them as you will (you do not need to copy his style or write a tribute piece or anything just listen to the song and create freely). You do not have to write a song unless of course you want to write a song poetry, stories, photos, artwork, articles anything is fine. You do not need to post an audio/video link to the song of your choice but do let me know which of the songs you chose for your inspiration. If you want you can write a piece for each song or multiple pieces you know I am not very restrictive lol I made sure the songs all came with lyrics because I know writers must have their lyrics!

Lilac Wine (lyrics are under the video)

Forget Her

So real (lyrics underneath)

Morning Theft

And good old Mr. Linky

Day 27 “A Song That Reminds You Of An Event”


In my junior year of high school I decided to go on the senior class trip to Washington D.C. I didn’t actually know that many seniors but I would have jumped on any excuse to travel/get away from home. The social aspects didn’t bother me, I wasn’t even worried about being social. I figured better that no one know me as there is less chance of me getting pulled into anything. I know, I know where was my sense of rebellion? Of romance? As I was signing up for the field-trip the senior that I had a crush on walked into the room and sat behind me. We didn’t know each other really. We didn’t have classes together and I was too shy to chat with him when I saw him in the mornings. I thought he was cute with his over-sized Joker Hats, hacky sac, and the whole skateboarder get up. I did once get the nerve to approach him on Valentine’s Day I ran up to him and gave him an envelop with a very weird piece of Scandinavian jewelry. I didn’t really intend for it to be worn, it was more this is something I love, I am giving it to you. Anyways I ran off before we could talk to me. That was probably about 1 year before this trip so I figured he’s forgotten all about it. I don’t have to be embarrassed about my lameness anymore lol On the bus they were playing this song and everyone was singing along and even though I wasn’t talking to anyone I felt a part of the group somehow (it’s that weird delusional thing that happens when you get too weird and antisocial I think lol).


When we got to the hotel I got into a pair sweats and a t-shirt right away because I was not going to talk to anyone you know. I was going to watch TV and then go to sleep. I had 2 female roommates by the way. At some point my crush appears in my bedroom with me looking like hell (I think I may have had a cat shirt on or something) and I am thinking geezus but I am happy too. He just wanted our coffee pot. Anyways later that night my roommates attempt to lure me to a party with the prospect of pot but I don’t care about that sort of thing so I declined (I  wasn’t goody-two-shoes I always just did my own thing you know? Thankfully I never smoked pot while it is helpful for many conditions it is really not good for Epilepsy!). Turns out my crush is in the room beside me so all night I hear him and his roommates goofing around.


The next day the field-trip officially begins and lo and behold my crush comes up and starts talking to me. I was really surprised! He is adorable, more adorable than I imagined. When we take a group photo he is told to stand in the back because of his height but he stays beside me anyways so we will have a picture together. He talks to me a good portion of the trip. He tells me his phone number, his address, his work address, where he is going to college, I mean everything I could need to contact/locate him. Asks me to visit. For some reason I gave him no info at all and I was unlisted and lived in the boonies. He also brings up the necklace which he apparently has on his nightstand. He remembered that? I was happy but then I found out he had a girlfriend (he tells me himself but it doesn’t seem things are going too well). Still I didn’t want to be that girl, I didn’t want to hurt someone. On the way home we stop at a gas station and I go to the bathroom when I get out he is there all puppy eyes “I missed you” he wasn’t making it easy. When we finally got back to the school I left without saying anything in part because my mom was in a big damn hurry, in part because he had a girlfriend so what could I do? He graduated and that was seemingly that. At some point 2 years later I think I met someone who knew him (who I didn’t know but mysteriously knew me, she was his ex so she explained) and she told me where he worked and suggested I go see him (she also told me about their relationship from the past) but I was married at that point so I did not go see him. Honestly, I am not even sure what I said in response to this conversation I was so gobsmacked I mean it is not every day or ever (you would think) that this type of conversation occurs lol So that is my tale for you kiddies =)

Day 26 “A Song For The Present Mindstate”


“Every single night
I endure the flight
Of little wings of white-flamed
Butterflies in my brain
These ideas of mine
Percolate the mind
Trickle down the spine
Swarm the belly, swelling to a blaze
That’s when the pain comes in
Like a second skeleton
Trying to fit beneath the skin
I can’t fit the feelings in, oh
Every single night’s a light with my brain…

What’d I say to her
Why’d I say it to her
What does she think of me
That i’m not what I ought to be
That i’m what I turned out to be
It’s got to be somebody else’s fault
I can’t get caught
If what I am is what I am, cause I does what I does
Then brother, get back, cause my breast’s gonna bust open
The rib is the shell and the heart is the yolk yolk
And I just made a meal for us both to choke on
Every single night’s a fight with my brain…

I just wanna feel everything
I just wanna feel everything
I just wanna feel everything

So i’m gonna try to be still now
Gonna renounce the mill a little while and
If we had a double-king-sized bed
We could move in it and i’d soon forget
That what I am is what I am cause I does what I does
And maybe i’d relax, let my breast just bust open
My heart’s made of parts of all that surround me
And that’s why the devil just can’t get around me
Every single night’s a light, every single night’s a fight
And every single fight’s alright with my brain…

I just wanna feel everything
I just wanna feel everything
I just wanna feel everything
I just wanna feel everything”

Day 22 “A Song For Your Funeral”


Apparently I want to drive everyone mad after I die, maybe I am a sadist? I love Liszt, Paganini, Rachmaninoff oh my. I am going to be honest here I have never really thought of what song should play at my funeral. I do not even know what sort of song is appropriate and I don’t even recall having been to a funeral with music. I love this song at a funeral it seems like it might just induce insanity

Here is another Liszt piece

And Paganini

And Rachmaninoff