slow burn thunderstorm days

Cas challenged me to be brave and ‘blog’ some of my writing.

Here goes. This is what it is (sometimes) like to be me:

slow burn thunderstorm days

tension of the infinite possibilities

body tingles and mind twitches along

in time


invincible self becomes black hole

swallowed and crushed at the vanishing


event horizons of the self


I’m stretched out

falling in


for one glorious moment I’m

everything/no-one/alive/awake(for the first time)/a secret

what you and the world has been waiting for


even the seagulls are portents of greatness

and the crazy guys on the corner

share in this secret knowingness


later, in the pit:

bitterness and confusion

tripped over my own fear

fallen crashing from the heights

angry at the world because…


there are no Jedi’s,

not even me

The Eagle has landed….


Yours truly is now the proud owner of a Samsung R40 with lots of lovely RAM and sans Vista!

Thanks to the parent units are in order and so it has duly been given the moniker my Mother wished she had been given.

Clarissa. That’s correct folks. The new laptop is called Clarissa 🙂

Problem is I don’t have a laptop bag (I have one that fits but the padding in too small)… Methinks this is a good excuse reason (ahem) to poke Cas and get her to remind me where she found the fluffy laptop covers, ’cause then it can go in the existing bag that I’m pleased with and not get scratched and bumped!

I so promised you all an update and I will get down to writing properly today or tomorrow but right now I have soo much surfing to catch up on!

(I have already put Caesar IV on it… how addicted am i?)

Happy Neko, signing off on her very own, shiny, lovely machine!