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What is the purpose of a writer? To write and to keep on writing and not spend  money on crazy gimmicks and promotional  products  with your website on it. I should be drinking coffee and  working on my novel. Instead what am I doing? Stupid stuff like ordering a bunch  of frisbees  with my website on it.

My name is Charlie Clouse.   But that is not important right now. I am known as a poet, a writer, an author, etc., etc.   But again that is not important right now. Forgetting the self.  Finding the true identity. I am not this body, I am not this mind.   Try to remember, try to remember, (the soul).   Need to remember this in the end.   Just spirit soul, just spirit soul. Remember to rise above and chant the names of God. Hare Krishna, Hare Rama.   Have no fear, have no doubt. Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna. Sing out, sing out. 

Sometimes I forget what it's like to be small. Sometimes I forget what it's like to hear "No!" "No!" "No!" "Stop it!" "Do you want to go to your room!" all the time. "Just wait until you have kids".  That's what my mom said to me one time when I was getting on her nerves.  Of course I was about 12 or 13 at the time but I think it applies to kids or young adults of all ages.   (Mom you were right) Sometimes kids can be a pain in the ah....um....butt. But for the most part kids are sweet, cute,  and so darn smart. Sometimes you just sit there in complete  awe at how nice, kind, and lovable they can be. Sometimes my daughter reminds me of  what it really means to be an adult. I can't fit into her shoes but she can sure fit into mine. Sometimes she's more of an adult than I am. I need to fit into her shoes more often. I love you so much Lucy Jane Clouse. Thank you for being....you. Lucy:  age 3...

The Beatles song "Paperback Writer" is my theme song  for the week.  On Saturday April 7th, I will be performing a free poetry reading and signing copies of my latest book titled  "Poems That Might Or Might Not Change Your Life".  The book signing will start at 1:00 p.m.  Well, that sounds like fun, where the heck will it be?   Oh yeah, that's right....the location.  The book signing will be held at Chop Suey Books located at 2913 West Cary Street Richmond, VA.  23221.  It should be a great day filled with entertainment, refreshments, free stuff, and fun.  So if you can bring yourself, bring your friends, bring your family, bring some money, okay that last one is optional.  Anyway, it should be fun.  I hope to see you there.   Here is a link to the book store. Chop Suey Books

Empty glass of wine waiting to be filled. The bills are all paid at the moment. Just got paid the other day. Off of work and drinking beer and wine late at night. Went to the Farmer's Market earlier today and  picked up some good stuff. Right now it's a little past ten o' clock and drinking  some wine from good old California. Earlier me and my girlfriend were thinking of  things to do such as skinny dipping and other stuff. We both thought it was a good idea. Now we just need to find a nice quiet place  to try it or in other words to do it. Is this poem getting a little too personal? Maybe just a little bit but yet I still continue to  write it down even if it reveals more than you  would like to know. I'm going to get another glass of wine. 

Spooky masks and sweet candy corn treats.   Hell is unleashed on Earth for one night and for  one night only we dress up and become someone else.   We become vampires and zombies.   Wookies and Jedi knights.   Super heroes and creepy psychotic killers.   A hockey mask.   A sharp razored glove.   A white mask with black lifeless eyes.   Known mostly by their first names that  will send chills down your spine. Jason.   Freddy.   Michael.   Halloween night is the only night that we want  to be scared to death, but only if it doesn't really kill us.

I can't stop laughing. Our words no longer matter. Yoda speaks and we understand perfectly. Time begs us to stop and stand still but we cover our ears and do not listen. A few crickets are chirping outside.

More blank pages is what you will find inside this tiny little notebook meant for writing down poetry and other important stuff that matters. But look inside, flip through the pages. What do you see? Absolutely nothing. Not a damn word. Why is that you say? Well, it appears that Writer's Block might be here to stay for good this time. But for your sake and mostly mine, I hope not.

Someday I'm going to write a novel. Yes, it's a dream that many of us have. But how many of us really do it? I'm sure there are a lot of people that are talented and sit down and write to their hearts content and finally realize their dream and that's great, more power to them and I wish them great success. But there are also a lot of people who say they're going to write a novel but they never start or they start writing but in the end they never finish it. Which one are you? Or does it even matter? It takes a lot of hard work to write. Not everyone has a little office or room where they can sit down drink coffee and start writing the "All American Novel". It may take months or to be more realistic years to finish writing a novel. So what, writing takes time, it's a fact. Just get over it and if you want to write a novel sit down, decide what type of novel that you want to write, and just do what feels natural even if you write one word, o...