Imagination All Compact: Musings, Literary and Otherwise

Oct 20 - Got to sleep late-ish but slept solidly.  I keep trying to write, but nothing really comes. Been doing lots of quick sketches, work...

Oct 19 - Slept a solid 6 1/2 hours and got up refreshed.  It was dreary, but warm, so I walked to the tube station and decided I'd head ...

Oct 18- So tired today. I thought the British Museum would be a good idea, so I took the tube there and walked around until I finally found ...

Oct 17 - Tried the little washing/drying machine last night.  I dislike the scent of the detergent, but choices here aren't like the US....

Oct 16 - Slept well until about 2:00 am, then read and played solitaire until 4:00 am. Damn jet lag.  Waking at 7:00 was difficult, but I h...

Oct 15 - arose at 5:00 am and washed my hair and face.  Listened to BBC radio until breakfast was delivered. After breakfast, I walked to...

Happy Birthday to me.  First birthday of my life where no one sang "the song" to me. I could get used to the anonymity. Though th...

Okay. I've kept a sort of small diary of this trip. I read through some of my stuff and decided to post it here, too. I know no one re...

Yikes. It's been over two years since I visited my poor neglected blog. So that's what I do on vacations that don't invol...

It's National Poetry Month again. I think it's time to get writing. We'll see how many poems I can post this year. April is a...

I really should be packing up more stuff. I stopped by Bibo Coffee Company on Mt. Rose Street for the best coffee in Reno. (A side note for...

This is the first Pi Day in many years where I didn't bake, buy or eat pie. Ah Well. I'll make plans for next year. Happy Pi Day, ...

Another Friday night tending bar at Bruka Theatre. Another fun evening of pouring drinks and flirting and smiling. I love that I get to st...

In January I felt the winter blues set in as they always do. No matter what I do to try to avoid it or postpone it. January sets in like c...

Happiness is found in unexpected places. Okay. I know it sounds trite (as trite as unexpectedness can be…), but it’s always a pleasant thi...

I’m going to keep with my tradition of not making resolutions and not resolve to blog more. But I do miss it. Life trudges on and only appr...

I wrote this five years ago (or so...). An as-yet-untitled Ghazal: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Trying not to recall how your bright eyes reflect in your...

First, start with a mirror.

A leftover peanut butter sandwich. That’s what I thought of when the day began. What do you do with it? The kids didn’t have to be to sch...

It happens on those days when you are in your oldest jeans and a way-too-clever t-shirt and an old flannel shirt you’re using like a cardiga...

Darn. Missed poetry month and forgot to post poems. Must resort to doggerel. Lack of poetry doesn't mean one can't compose silly a...