Hopelessly Inappropriate Thoughts

h.i. creativity

writing about writing

  • Come, Get Away

    Which are you fight or flight? Sometimes, like tonight, when I need to fly away, I’m kinda glad my legs don’t work, I don’t run, no, I go to bed. Hopelessly Inappropriate my proclivity persists, and I escape with you for a bit. Colorado had tons opportunity for me to participate in adaptive sports while I… Read more

  • The REAL Me

    I’m done hiding. My anxiety will not longer preclude me from being me. Both sides of my Gemini twins are cheering for me to break free! Instead of smoke and mirrors, I will find my voice, show my beauty and my warts. Believe it when I say my other half has always known what kinds… Read more

  • That ‘P’ Word

    It’s that ‘P‘ word that eludes me lately. I search each day for that ‘P‘ in my memory, dressed as the lovely lit up ghost of a childhood friend, who began teasing me when I was ten, always up to have some fun, and Oh, how hot I got when that ‘P‘ came around! It’s… Read more

  • Upon a Dream

    After putting my mind in a cloud, for a nap in my bed, I laid down. Within the two hours passed out, we were flying a car town to town. Breeze dries my teeth from smiling at the beginning of my new ending. Flakes of salt break as I wake, in the same place, yet… Read more

  • A Musing

    The grind of incessant chores made less daunting with the pain in my reins, tamed by my intellect eating a moment. A musing, I go to hopelessly inappropriate thoughts… I want to eat you like cotton candy, feel your sweetness melt upon my tongue so I can swallow you into my soul, keeping you to… Read more

  • Truth to the Reader: About Me

    I often skirt truth, but about me, truth to the reader: I am no fantasy. I’m not a ‘real’ writer. I don’t know how to write about myself, never have been able to stomach the vulnerability of telling others the ugly I hide inside, but I think I’ll try here on this blog that I… Read more