Monthly Archives: August 2014

The Tug

I feel The Tug before it happens. Like a boat, bobbing on the water, the vessel straining to break free of its moorings. I feel The Tug before it happens. A bouquet of bright balloons fighting for freedom; A gust … Continue reading

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Life Upon The Wicked Stage

When I told my Dad I intended to major in theatre, his response was typical of a pragmatic, no-nonsense man who had seen hard times and knew that making a living sometimes meant earning a paycheck instead of chasing a … Continue reading

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