We’ve all got to make a living somehow. Some of us have to write, too. We can’t help it. It’s a kind of compulsion. It would be great to have all day to create, to edit, to do some social media duties and never have to worry about paying the bills. 1,077 more words
“Love—and all it’s complicated ramifications, Draeger believed—actually does conquer all; Love—or the Fear of Not Having It, or the Worry about Not Having Enough of It, or the Terror of Losing It—certainly does conquer all.” 6 more words
What is freedom, and who controls it? What are rules? What is authority? What is crazy? And how can authority exist if everyone is crazy? Isn’t insanity, on some level, a refusal to play by the established rules of society? 587 more words
I am kind of afraid of birds, but this birdhouse was so perfect I had to share it. The roof is made of a vintage copy of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and the entrance is a mockup of the cover page of an early edition of the book.