"Space Age Love Song" - Flock of Seagulls One day long ago, I decided to climb up onto the mantel right above my fireplace surrounded by brick plastered in white paint. I wanted to see myself in the big wall mirror, thinking that I had enough space to stand. So, I stood. I guess I didn't stay still because last I remember, I fell face first against the brick floor. It took years for my mouth full of crooked teeth to get clamped with metal wire and rubber bands in all sorts of colors. I was pulled, poked, scraped, twisted, and bent out of shape! Did I mention this was at school where all the name-calling took place? "Brace Face," "Metal Mouth," and even "Smurfette" for making the ill-advised choice to switch to blue rubberbands! I couldn't bite into an apple, chew gum, eat ice, or even enjoy the simplest things like smiling without being teased. I was prone to accidents for never listening to these limitations and once had to get rushed t...
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.