Mostly Michelle Marie

Bringing Inside Thoughts Out

  • Old Flames, Facebook & Friday Night Frivolities

    Friday night, Facebook and falling down the rabbit hole that is the past. Read more

  • Daydream Believer

    Daydream Believer was the number one song on the charts the day I was born. I love the Monkees and their music has always made me feel good. I mean, who can be unhappy when you hear Davy Jones’ voice and picture his cute smiling face? I fell in love with him, his accent and his… Read more

  • Fate’s Saving Grace

    There are those who go through Life blindly trudging their way through each day, with no direction or purpose in their stride just trying to make it to the refuge of the night and the escape of sleep, dreading the morning and the monotony of another day the same as the one before. They seem… Read more

  • The Summer of ’89

    It was a hot Sacramento day in the summer of 1989. Read more

  • Poetry – I Am Me, I Am Not You

    I Am Me, I Am Not You I had a dream that a bird flew to me and asked “Why? Why was I down on the ground, not up in the sky? The wind is cooler, the air crisp and cool; Why do you walk in the dirt, is there some special rule?” I paused… Read more

  • Father’s Day

    He showed me the ugly, brutal attack of the soul that addiction and mental illness brings to a person, a family, a father. He also showed me a resolve of steel and a focus so laser sharp, it sliced through doubt and despair. Read more

  • Little Brother II

    I originally wrote this in 1987 and came across it today. I’ve updated it to bring it a little closer to the current time. Enjoy! Read more

  • The Upside of the Childhood TV Ban

    I was driving from here to there the other day with one of my brothers and his close friend and we were discussing books, reading, television and just how we entertain ourselves in general. I realized through the course of the conversation that my father (again) was ahead of his time in realizing the damaging… Read more

  • Note to Self

    “To know thyself is the beginning of wisdom.” -Socrates It’s not about having everything be the way you want it to be; it’s about having a chance to change the way things are. It’s not abut how many people care about you; it’s about listening to the people who tell you the truths you don’t… Read more

  • The Mad Ones (2012)

    “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”… Read more