Author deanna

So after my stroke scare a few Saturdays ago, I got a little reality shot into my veins, really kind of shoved into my face a little too forcefully for my general easy-going demeanor. I used to call it living… Continue Reading →

Stroke…what an evil concept, but one I am all too familiar with–the stroke will likely be the thing that does me in one day, save for the freak car accident or possibility of getting hit by a bus. Which is… Continue Reading →

I have been sitting on quite a lot. For weeks and weeks I have been wanting to write. Not just here, but I have an armada of stories, too, which need development. I mean, if you’ve read me ever you’d… Continue Reading →

I am kind of a jerk that way I realize. If you aren’t my friend on Facebook, you might not know I am actually alive. Nothing has happened, nor do I expect it to-though this is really not a way… Continue Reading →

What is your body, was the question. So I wrote this: Torturer, my body is not kind or agreeable and has played the role of torturer and dream killer. You hear people say this all of the time and it’s… Continue Reading →

I do my mini hiatus joyrides away from the internet every once in a while. And the winter is always an easier time to stew and simmer and sauce up your days with bullshit little activities like say, watching the… Continue Reading →

I made a bizarro realization the other night concerning my voice, which surprised even me in its intensity. I was doing this breath work practice where you do a kind of circular breathing which involves a continuous movement of air,… Continue Reading →

I have been doing this yoga training as of late–not because I typically do a lot of yoga, mind you. Lately I’ve been less than stellar with my attendance due to a house guest which takes a lot of my… Continue Reading →

Ok, so calling this talent new isn’t exactly accurate given many of these things were completed within the past year. I am one of those people who knows I am talented. But I do always have issues showing things to… Continue Reading →

November existed, and even without the company of a certain few who were there at the end of October, it definitely existed and was hands down one of my most memorable months. The sex I had over the past month… Continue Reading →