by Brenda on June 22, 2012
You and me, a we, but minus you, is me less than whole, alone, always solitary, wandering the recesses of clustered memories we made in rooms not ours, on beds rented for an occasion in stolen moments between dawn and dusk, between the other lives we belonged to in different towns with partners who knew not [...]
Don’t take love for granted for it has a will of its own. Yet you will do, not just once but time and time again. You’ll watch it leave you, or you yourself will leave it where you found it, along with the person you found it in. This is a lesson only learned through [...]
by Brenda on March 9, 2012
Once and a while our heart want passion, our eyes something fine to gaze upon, our head not to have to think, our toes to tingle, and a story that leaves us wondering. “I don’t like to play word games.” “Why not?’” “I’m a terrible speller.” “I thought you said you were a writer.” [...]
by Brenda on February 13, 2012
Or Nightmare on Elm Street.. Several years back, my husband booked a trip to Paris. What could be more romantic? We were living in London at the time. My British husband had big plans for his American wife. It was the deal of a lifetime, a weekend in Paris for £100.00 ($175.00). The price should [...]
by Brenda on December 29, 2011
(Tête-à-Tête on love, 1 of infinity) In everything I write about there is always a little about love, the ethereal, the chase, the settlement, the inevitable, the surrender, the misunderstanding, and oft the heartbreak that follows the rush. I can’t help myself; it’s simply the most amazing experience-EVER. There isn’t anything like it. Nothing, not [...]