Episode 3: Sapa-tu-nee part two

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Episode 3: Sapa-tu-nee part two

written by Jodi Jensen / follow her on wordpress, twitter & facebook

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The Table

A quick little something I had to flush from my brain. This was a fun write. 🙂

“The Table”

“This was a bad idea.” He finished buttoning his shirt as he walked up to the door; hand in hand with his girl. 

“You think,” she said, fixing her hair and pulling down her dress.

“Well, it was already a stressful day. Then, you hit me with this. I needed a release.”

“Are you satisfied?”

“Yeah. But—I don’t know. We smell like sex now. Think he’ll notice?”

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Episode 2: Sapa-tu-nee part one

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Episode 2: Sapa-tu-nee part one 

written by Jodi Jensen / follow her on wordpress, twitter & facebook

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Soundtracks for writing

Almost like coffee, music is a must when I’m writing (well, for me it is). Mood Music! It could be calming music or EPIC!, but no matter what I’m writing or how I’m feeling, one thing’s for sure is my writing music has little-to-no lyrics. It’s about the music, the instruments, and my story is the lyrics. Cheesy, no? And I’m a creature of habit, I find something/someone I like, I stick with it. So, one or two of these composers will make an appearance on this list more than once. Read More

Is New Year The Right Time For Resolutions?

“If we need a resolution it should be to enjoy every moment for what it is: another step in our journey of life, another bite into what we have left. I mean that in a positive way:, our time is not eternal and should be used in the best possible way.”

The Relationship Corner

The New
Year has arrived, a time when we start again.
Contemplating the changes we would like to make, some as a result of
over indulging during the Christmas period, others with the intention of improving
ourselves or our surroundings. We step
into another year saying ‘out with the old and in with the new.’

It is impressive
that we believe changes can be made from one day to the next: New Year’s Eve to
New Year’s day; 2018 to 2019. Just one
day; in fact if I was to be pedantic, it’s just one second.

No matter
how much advice is given on how to stick with our resolutions this year, we
still manage not to see them through. It
saddens me to think that so many of us are setting ourselves up to fail and
when this happens, some will punish themselves while others will accept that

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Eppur Si Muove

The Cerebral Hedonist

It’s always utterly silent here…

I’ve traveled cluster to cluster, galaxy to galaxy, system to system, but this is my most cherished pocket of time, of space. Young and nubile. Hard to imagine she is mere trillions old and yet I cannot imagine her a child. I touch the lace of her gown, comet dust flowing between my fingers as she breathes a sigh. They all sleep this way – the stars. They all remain locked in stasis when Life exists near them, spiraling through the cosmos in a somnambulistic dance. Pulled by the plucked strings of He and Her, urged by the steps of I, she twirls in the inescapable gravity of all things larger than she’ll ever be. She can no longer enjoy their beauty as she is not allowed to be conscious. Life still exists here.

So why am I here?

The smallest of her baubles long…

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The new house brought a smile to her face. A mien that had been drowning in sorrow for months. Eyes that were more wet than dry. A walk that was more drag than swag. But, Alicia had reason to smile now. This new house—not even a house, a cabin, a dream-place, a beautiful wooden structure lost in the country. Not another neighbor for miles. The new cabin played a big part in her happiness, yeah, but this transformation into positivity jumpstarted the moment she left the city. The very place that killed her son. And now all she had left was her husband and five-year-old daughter.
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