Art and life require a matter of perspective. You can’t make sense of what you see until you take into account the scope of what’s around you.
Art and life require a matter of perspective. You can’t make sense of what you see until you take into account the scope of what’s around you.
My heartbeat throbs in my left ear as if I’m hearing it’s pulse underwater, coughing ravages my throat raw, and I imagine my head as a ginormous stuffed mushroom. The slick taste of menthol cough drops coat my tongue. All this from—a summer cold. I rarely get a cold, but when I do, it debilitates …
A glimpse at my craziness via a writing exercise. #wordpress #mondayblog #MS #writingexercise #amwriting #amblogging
I venture to guess we’ve all been there—on the edge. Maybe your drop off points were something great, scary, or life altering. Mine have been all three. How many times have I dangled over a figurative cliff? More times than I would like to recount.
Periodically I get in a funk where what I do seems pointless to me and the effort of recording my inner dialogue a waste of time. However, that little word “seems” sticks out to me. It is a word of perception, of observational understanding, but things aren’t often how they seem. In fact, I have …