Showing posts from February, 2013

Writer's Block

First of all, check out the new layout. This is thanks to T. from SEO_Proz, a talented professional who I have been working for and with this month. I am really grateful for his assistance and his patience, especially when I ask questions or freeze up with writer's block.

I just got up awhile ago to eat. My legs are wobbly and my right eye is still sore. Earlier, the twitch over my right eye turned into a throb. Thank God for migraine medicine and sleep.  But I missed attending class again, and writing deadlines that I thought I could handle, and am seriously considering withdrawing from my writing class this semester.

Migraine-1, Lori-0.

But there are bright spots to this crazy week. I managed not to drive the porcelian bus this time with the migraine, and my kind professor encouraged me not to withdraw, and I am trying to be the best instructor and freelancer that I can be, evening though technology can be more of a stumbling block than effective teaching tools. And damn you…

Nice to be Back on the Blog

This is one of many photographs I snapped in order not to distract Steve with backseat driving. We took a road trip to Virginia to a wedding. But that's a fun blog post soon to follow.

 It's been a long time since my last post. It's almost like that awkward feeling when I haven't called or contacted someone in a long time. So, sheepishly I type. It's nice to be back, my dear marimbaandice, and more importantly, to you, my gentle readers.

This month has been a whirlwind. I'm teaching two classes at two different community colleges with two different computer systems. Frankly, I'm getting really technotired, but I am fortunate to have two wonderful classes this semester. I'm taking a creative nonfiction class that I love, with wonderful colleagues/friends/students and an amazing professor. It's interesting being both an instructor and a student. It's confusing and empathic and exhilirating and tiring. But it's always interesting, and I am exa…

February Poetry

There was an art opening for young artists (grades 7-12) last night at the Century Center.
A friend gave me a free ticket, so I decided to check it out. Impressive!
I also borrowed a piece of paper from someone and wrote down these poems.

Friday February First February Friday February Poetry
lcs 2.1.13

Listening to jazz
outside an art opening
crowd shy with drum envy.

Warm spirits inside
contrast with
tundra cold outside.

Jazz Song

When the drummer’s on break,
I hold myself back
at the round table,

Gold drumkit glistens,
I hold myself back
from stealing his brushes,

I hold myself back
from sitting at his cocktail drumkit,
for a song, for just one more

jazz song.