I hate cynical asses. Cynicism, and its twin half-brother Sarcasm, haven’t been attractive since before Fox Mulder moved to LA to become a sex addicted novelist. Now, I’m not talking about your every day frustration with life situations here. A certain percentage of your emotional makeup needs to have a healthy dose of cynicism. If you don’t, then you’re heavily medicated to begin with and it’s a non-point.
When I say cynical…
I'm terrified of guitar strings. If you've never experienced a guitar string induced welt on your hand, then you've no right to chuckle. They're vicious. Preying on innocents who've not yet learned to properly tune a guitar. Or bass. Or violin. Or any stringed instrument for that matter! And so my lover hands me his precious Ibanez to hold and I flinch. He does chuckle and roll his eyes a bit, but it's allowed. He knows the feeling all to well, only he's…Continue
I wrote this Viking-y tale several years ago. I was angry, disgruntled with humans in general, but still trying to cling to some hope and, possibly, love. A friend I had used to use the notion of a Blood Eagle sacrifice when he was angry with someone - in jest only of course! I hope! But it gave me a few ideas that I jotted down in the below work of loosely Norse/Pagan related fiction. It's not what I usually write, and it could have been better researched, but at the time I found…Continue
Trollkyrka: Aesir said than done!
Music and literature have always spoken to me. Even when I could not comprehend the language, my soul could decipher the meanings. It may be why I was always drawn to Old English/Norse or how some of my favorite songs can be in other languages. In my prior post I mentioned Carl Jung’s theory on…
Trollkyrka I: Acknowledging the…Continue