my voice

So many voices. So many voices inside my head that when I was ten I worried I’d inherited the crazy gene.  I had heard the stories about the crazy aunt in Jamaica.  I had my own memories of her, so faded I had to squint to remember but the craziness was Read more

By justk, ago

And we’re it.

Crafted on Ossington 5:50EST The War of Art By Stephen Pressfield There’s no one else after us. This is it. Mona always got dramatic when they talked about their dad’s upcoming nuptials. It was up to them to lift the curse. And make no mistake the curse was real. Nana Read more

By justk, ago

Write good fun

Unprecedented second post. On a Monday no less. But I had to do something to shake off the glum feeling from the Monday Manifestos. Note to self, just because it’s a challenge doesn’t mean it can’t be fun. So here’s what I find fun, writing. It’s difficult and often challenging Read more

By justk, ago

yes to me

“I start at 6:00. Sharp.”  She said., “Life happens, I get it, but if you’re chronically late you have to look at that.” There were ten of us in the room but I was pretty convinced she was talking to me.  It was 6:10 when I squeezed through the  door, Read more

By justk, ago

look again

“The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was.  Nobody’d move.  You could go there a hundred thousand times.. Nobody’d be different.  The only thing that would be different would be you.  Not that you’d be so much older or anything.  It wouldn’t Read more

By justk, ago

what the hell did I just put in my mouth?

I’m going through the fridge looking for something to eat for lunch.  Why is there a bag of cranberries in the crisper?  It’s March, have they been there since Christmas?  I’m also eating a handful of Organic Kettle Corn, which is dumb because it will ruin my appetite, but someone left it Read more

By justk, ago