Writing the Past
The Evolution Of The Beastie
There is an unsung hero of the road, one that I haven’t given enough love to, enough credit, enough kudos, enough time to. All and every 26 foot of her is a hero, every dent and ding, every crackled chrome component, every yellowed plastic molded part, all the leaky water lines, and dying-battery acid mess […]More
Is there Anybody Out There?
I have never felt so alone as I felt in Tokyo when I was being abused. I knew if I ran back to my home country with my oldest child while pregnant with my Boy, I would be in trouble with the Hague. I knew I could not secure a divorce in Japan, he blocked […]More
Running Out Of Time (REM Part 2)
There are fights that happen along the road. There is times when it gets all too real, all too difficult. We had been living in the parking lot of a Walmart in Olympia, Wa. Billy’s cheques had gone awol, we didn’t have enough money for camping, we barely had enough for food and gas. I […]More