Month: May 2004

Grabbing the Oars

For a little over a month I’ve been drifting. First let me backtrack, I started this year with an astonishing amount of zest and purpose. I was determined to work smarter, less. And until last month I was doing really well, on top of things more or less, […]

Madness & Poetry

There is something very calming about reading poetry aloud. A couple of nights ago at the height of a raging hormonal PMS fit, my sister dared to utter those dirty little words that always follow, “No offence but . . . ” “. . . you’re not a […]