Hmmm… let me delete the angst and reframe this rant about Bush.
I wish he had turned to recovery, instead of to religion. There is a lot to be said for a generic god.
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I started this blog after moving to northern New Mexico from coastal North Carolina. Feeling the loss of my creative community, I started posting works in progress as a way to push myself forward and connect with other writers and painters.
For the first eight months or so I offered original narrative images as weekly image prompt for writers. The Storybook Collaborative pages document the collaborations.
Sadly - for I have enjoyed the adventure, and meeting so many interesting, creative souls - keeping the blog has has taken a back seat to sleep, family, work obligations and the birth of our Mountain daughters. I'd like to get back to it and still hope to one day. Until such time I am delighted by your visit and hope you will leave a comment and come back for more.
mine enemy grows older 
almost. you definitely have the angst for a poem
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Msmanhattan, thanks, I needed that.
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why did you delete the angst? potent feelings illustrated by equally powerful words are always the best ones.
like one my favorites by sylvia plath:
“Dirge for a Joker
Always in the middle of a kiss
Came the profane stimulus to cough;
Always from the pulpit during service
Leaned the devil prompting you to laugh.
Behind mock-ceremony of your grief
Lurked the burlesque instinct of the ham;
You never altered your amused belief
That life was a mere monumental sham.
From the comic accident of birth
To the final grotesque joke of death
Your malady of sacrilegious mirth
Spread gay contagion with each clever breath.
Now you must play the straight man for a term
And tolerate the humor of the worm.”
i do like the painting and the accompanying revised term “generic god”
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Msmanhattan, thanks for taking the time to illustrate your very useful thoughts. i deleted the angst because i was (am) new to blogging and was suffering from self-consciousness and wanted to remove my tracks, i guess. cowardly artist.
the poem – and i love it – perfectly illustrates your point, but also points to her creativity, and skill, and craft. there is a lot to aspire to there.
thanks for coming back to visit and leaving the poem and the comment.
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