
We kill all the caterpillars, then complain there are no butterflies. – John Marsden

We kill all the caterpillars, then complain there are no butterflies. – John Marsden

Alright, alright,
I’ve had it with this mind hazy, foggy, jumbled thought mode. I’m just going to write my way out of this horrible bout of block. Damn you, internal creative struggle…damn you! Yes, I know, I did manage to get a few posts out of my system, but that was merely to keep my keyboard fingers out of the quicksand. Do you know what I mean? Anyway, enough of that. Besides, I’m an idiot because all I had to do to get out of this funk was to dust off a post I’ve already been working on. Such as follows.
Last week, I was doing my regular thing here on WordPress. I responded to a couple of comments, acknowledged a few likes and then, began to check out a few blogs. Clicking first on one of my favs. About a minute in, while reading one of their most recent entries which was about a particular award. All of a sudden, boom! “The Brainstormer Award”, and yours truly…the winner. Yessiree, looks like Earth to Ash gets another feather in the old blogging hat. And, it’s all thanks to my dear friend, floatinggold. The person responsible for my shiny new award. You know what? This is just the inspirational kick in the ass I needed to get back on track and to help clear myself of this frustrating head fog.
So, who doesn’t like a pat on the back? It can turn someone’s day completely around in my opinion. That’s how this award hit me first. It was like a great big high five between bloggers. You know, I don’t really talk too much about blogging outside of writing in my own. I don’t tend to share that about myself unless I know the person is genuinely interested. You can tell pretty quickly. Writing has always been my thing, and I guess I protect it in a way. Though, when I do get the left field compliment to something I wrote or my blog in general, well, that for me is the biggest payoff of all. Instant smile maker.
A million and one thanks floatinggold for giving me such high praise and for continuing to be a part of team Earth to Ash. Over the years you’ve always been one of my biggest supporters. Someone who I have grown to depend on for positive critique and genuine in your face feedback. Post after post, I can 100% count on you to give it to me straight and because of that, I’ve become a better writer. I mean that, I really do. Thanks, floatinggold for The Brainstormer Award, and indirectly, thank you for getting me through writer’s block, and last but least, thank you for being a friend.
Cue the Golden Girls Theme Song!!!

“Writing about a writer’s block is better than not writing at all.” ― Charles Bukowski

“The wonderful thing about writing is that there is always a blank page waiting. The terrifying thing about writing is that there is always a blank page waiting.” ― J.K. Rowling

Beauty unites all things, links together flower and star, with chains more certain than those of reason. The poet, the artist, thus finds the clue which guides them in their pilgrimage throughout the world. – Henry James Slack

tell me how I can make a dream come true
like the one I had last night of you
and then there was the night before
and…well, so many many more
it’s the one where you said hello
and the tears suddenly began to flow
we rushed into an embrace and held each other tight
all I wanted to do was hold on with all my might
I tried to stay for as long as one dream could remain
in a place void of the hurt, the loss, the pain
oh please tell me how I can make that dream come true
when I dream a little dream of you

I’ve wasted so much time and heartache trying to find out why someone no longer loves me. When all I had to do, was accept that they probably never did. Therefore, I’m free. – Ash

Thursday, 11:11 A.M.
Frost, hey…come in, sit down.
Listen, you’re up.
Downstairs just called.
Someone’s found a body.
They say this one’s a smidge above their pay grade.
So, I’m going to need you to take the lead.
Captain!
What about my vacation?
You know it starts tomorrow.
You know how long I’ve been planning for this.
My wife’s going to kill me.
I don’t even take vacations, and she finally convinced me.
Oh, she’s killing me. I am just as dead as this vic.
Calm Down, calm down!
Cap, you’re the one who put this trip in her mind.
I’m sorry Frost, I realize that.
And, it wasn’t me, it was my lovely wife. At your party.
Deal with it Frost, you’re a big boy. She’ll understand. What can I say?
This stuff happens in our world.
You signed up for this. Now, stop your whining.
Take a look in that folder. It’s what we know so far.
You’re going to owe me Cap.
Promise me an extra three weeks right here on the spot and I’ll do an about-face.
We won’t have to discuss anything further and I’ll do my job and hopefully save my marriage at the same time.
We’ll talk about it Frost. No promises.
Remember, I am your superior. I can just order you.
Alright, alright…let me see the damn file.
Geez, why can’t serial killers be like teachers and take the summer off?
Yeah, about that Frost.
The vic…
…he’s a teacher.

It’s black inside the ocean
especially in the shadows where sharks pretend to sleep
my eyes barely banish their stares
until what lurks finally confronts me
but…
why have they not teethed
on this body that drifts alone
lifeless and willing
could they sense poisoned blood
from just a taste
am I worse

Hey everyone,
Hope you’re off to a great start to the week. Lately, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about my habits. Specifically, my digital habits or screen-time. It’s been a love/hate relationship for me recently. I’m a Paralegal by profession and I work at a law firm downtown. So, my day already consists of sitting in front of a computer for eight hours. Then, there’s the smartphone that I carry with me, factor in that I’ve always been a gamer, and while we’re at it, we may as well throw this laptop that I’m using in the mix. That quickly puts me at four devices. By the look of things, my screen-time seems to be already pushing some sort of red zone.
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