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About gimble

I've never understood why solitary confinement is considered a punishment. My favorite time of year is when vacation forces me to drive long hours on the overnight stretch, all other companions in the car asleep, my thoughts and the dark stretch of white-striped road all to myself. Having said that, I can happily keep busy inside my head, yet am distracted by so much of the larger world that I waste time putting those thoughts generated by those distractions down on cyber-paper. Maybe I want to see if anyone else feels likewise. Though not as bright, sharp or hard as a diamond, I am many faceted - esoteric in my literature, tending toward magic realism - pop-culture vulturish in my take on media - sentimental enough to cry at dog food commercials - and a lover of kitsch, like diners and other holes in the wall of life.

Holiday shopping in NYC

Bryant Park transformed,
craft booths shine with baubles, lit
from within  with smiles

Front seat driver

Off to NYC
tomorrow. Garmin riding
shotgun. Can’t get lost.

Not Lauren Graham

My daughters watch the
Gilmour Girls non-stop, wishing
I were Lorelei.

Winfrey loves Obama

Oprah and Barack
sit in a tree, campaign for
the Presidency.

Feeling fat

Going to New York
to be on TV. Need new
clothes. A tent would work.

Lair of the pack rat

HGTV shows
designer homes while I nest
in my own clutter.

Midnight munchies

To eat or not to
eat? My stomach says yes, my
hips scream don’t you dare.

All about the page views

Should I say what I
feel, or what attracts readers?
Tempting to sell out.

A little obsessed

I keep coming to
post like a lover checking
for text messages.

Meditative mind

Silence erases
thoughts and stress like dry markers
wiped clean from white boards.