The Lifeline Paradox

“They say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself.” – Andy Warhol. I am at my desk, as the clock fast approaches midnight, thinking about change.  Change is everywhere and it is somehow everything.  Ironically, change is a constant.  That is a fact that does not change.  No matter what is…

Performance or Print?

As I sit here, at my desk, I am wondering about a short story that I have written.  It consists of less than two thousand words and yet it is as complete as any lengthy novel.  The story is rich with drama, intrigue and tension.  The interplay between the characters is one of increasing tension…

Construct Obstruct

Nothing.  Nascent note-maker’s nemesis. Scant.  Seeking stark symbolism somewhere. Without.  Where words wander while we wonder. Devoid.  Daydream’s dance distances details. Block. Blinding badlands build bold barriers. Absent.  Available art avoiding. Fix.  Finding features for focused forethought. Method.  Mindfully meet missing meaning. Outcome.  Overcome obtuse obstructions. Create.  Commission considered constructs. (C) Dean Parsons. 2019.    

Bark is Beautiful

Today, right now in fact, I’m looking at a copy of a birth certificate.  It is the birth record of my paternal grandmother.  I know this sounds very middle-aged, but I have developed an interest in researching my family tree.  I was very close to all of my grandparents, while they were alive.  I used…

Onwards

“Only those who attempt the absurd, can achieve the impossible.” – Albert Einstein. Today, I received something very pleasing, through the post. It was a certificate. I now have a Diploma in Creative Writing!  I am delighted.  My joy comes not just from achieving something that was always on my bucket-list and which opens up…

Beneath a Mexican Sky

When Paradise Calls.     It was May 1996.  I was twenty-four going on twenty-five years of age.  John Major was the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom and I felt like I had my whole life ahead of me.  I had spent half of January and pretty much all of February in Australia.  That was…

Words Causing Chaos

” Chaos is what we’ve lost touch with.  This is why it is given a bad name.  It is feared by the dominant archetype of our world, which is Ego, which clenches because its existence is defined in terms of control.” – Terence McKenna. In my work as a psychotherapist, I am also a Clinical…

Critical Meeting Places

I’m sitting at my desk and contemplating social media and how it fits into my writing career.  I have been doing research on how best to build the best online structures into place to support my writing career.  With my initial focus on social media, I have made a number of changes to my existing…

Final Submission

Today, I have submitted my final assignment for the course I have been studying.  I started the course in September 2017.  I had been writing since childhood, for my own pleasure.  I had never shown my writing to others with any regularity.  Writing was my guilty pleasure but, in my heart, I longed to feel…

Winter’s Magical Eve

Villages lit by twinkling lights The chill wind shocks with frosty bites Window displays of gifts and trees While garden ponds begin to freeze. Festive garlands and mistletoe The moonlight shines upon the snow People gather around log fires Icicles hang from cold church spires. Christmas Eve comes but once per year A time to…