Storytelling. Fact and fiction. One word at a time.
She's playing with me. Summer. I think she's in cahoots with Autumn. I thought she was gone and took those gorgeous...double digits with her, but no. She's been showing up, confusing me with a cold shoulder in the morning and warm hugs in the afternoon. I know how this works. I'll fall into her again... Continue Reading →
I used to fight the idea of autumn all the way but what good is that? Resisting it is problematic to no one but myself. I realized that going into this season kicking and screaming does no good at all to me or my heart so in true miracle fashion (thank you Marianne Williamson) I've... Continue Reading →
It's Sunday night. I'm working on this blog post NOW. Yeah, I know. It's late. By the time I post it it's going to be roughly three days late. I said I'd do my best to post Friday or Saturday---but not this time. Excuses Ideas: Not the issue. I had some ideas. I have an... Continue Reading →
Angie Counios 