“So you just do what you gotta do,
My wild sweet love.
Though it may mean that I’ll never kiss
those sweet lips again –
Pay that no mind.
Find that dappled dream of yours:
Come on back and see me when you can.”
– Nina Simone: Do What You Gotta Do
I write about all manner of subjects – whether good, bad or indifferent. For me, the process of writing is about working things out.
This is also the part of the site reserved for me to ramble about the weird and wonderful, funny and funky things that make the world go round. Don’t say that I didn’t warn you.
Post entries under this section
- theories and suspicions
- Unexpected Surprise
- Hidden Messages
- Technology … and sh!t
- Sweets … and sh!t
- Thoughts on Attempted Suicide
- A Rant In Both Their Ears….
- Thoughts on Connecticut shootings
- Letting Go
- Coitus Interuptus
- Notre Dame
- Soliloquy Of Sleeplessness
- The Hard Sell
- I Am A Marvel
- If It Ain’t Broke…
- Careers Opportunity
- Pump Up The Volume
- Speak English Always
- Seven Words
- Seeking Forgiveness
- Sex and the Wheelchair
- afterwords: Sex and the Wheelchair
- Pot Pourri (Brisbane)
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AUTHOR: I am might war. I have a love of music, the written word, travel, Anime, polar bears, people and “sticking and colouring”.