Gloves 76, 77, 78, 79

 

Um, I saw four lost gloves today. That's a first! XO. Topping my lost glove search of many years. I suppose that's a sign of something BIG. We shall see. I'm excited.

Here are some more shots I took today:

Just Saying Hello Little Cloud

Light Mate

I am taking a few days off, and it feels strange. Slowing down. My body sure needs it. I hope you like the photos. The last one made me think about love from the heart, and the ways that we affect people, even if we don't talk to them directly. I believe in thought and prayer. I was feeling special to someone at this moment. :) You know, with all of the hustle and worldly clamor and noise, there's something to be said for silence and heart connections, in my humble opinion. 

Hope you have a nice evening. Tonight, I plan on playing all of my songs, the whole shebang, all the way through, as if I am performing to a large crowd. After all, the creation is everything...and what's inside is surely special and unique. I have a ton of fun freely playing piano and singing, and I get rather wild when I do it. It'd probably be funny to watch. To me, it feels awesome. I saw Fiona Apple live once, and she was incredible and wild as well. Incredibly talented.

Don't forget to check out my books, speaking of awesome. They are. I have spent thirty years perfecting my craft, and they're all literary, but fast-paced. Addictive, many say. Spread the word and leave a review, if you've read.

We are on our way to number one. :) We've been awfully close.

Every day, I try to grow and notice the progress. I hope you do as well. It can be mighty tough being a human being. I'm convinced that we've all been through trauma, whether we speak of it or not. So, love. Yourself and others. Be like the deer -- compassionate.

Thank you.
C.A. MacConnell

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Church

"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more..."

-- Lord Byron

This quote just popped into my head...and I decided to write my own version. Here's something I just created. Hope you like it. Have a great evening. Love, C.A. 

Church

Woods, I follow you. And suddenly, I love my boots.
The lonely path is chalk-dusted by little hands, 

I am guessing. Once, children. Perhaps yesterday,
They were playing, screaming, laughing, tearing

Across the soccer field. Now, ghosts. In the lake,
A snapper turtle rises to the air, breathing cautiously,

And I look up, checking the trees for seas of black
Snakes. Above, in the clear sky, the clouds hover

Like starving sharks. Somehow, in the slow burn,
In the musical roar of this place, pleasure rests

Softly, like a mother's church whisper. Hush. Listen.
The end is coming. Scanning the ground, I take one

Shot; the cut grass forms into a face. A man, I am
Guessing. Once, living. Now, a ghost, an explosive,

Frozen rapture of green. Studying his mouth --
The oval-shape, the surprise -- I imagine his last

Moment, when he became the field. Everything
Has its purpose -- each limb, each voice, each fish,

Each shell, each blade of grass, each second,
And every waking thought. I haven't seen her

In fifteen years, but I know that right now,
Somewhere in Kentucky, Anita is feeding

Her pet tarantulas. 

C.A. MacConnell

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Self June 2026

 

Hi there. Here's a shot of me yesterday evening. XO. Just saying hello. I like it, actually.

I worked my ass off today. I was a machine! It's an absolute blur. Ha. Now I think I'll work on some poetry or an essay for you. I hope you're having an amazing day. I do love The Black Keys! I've seen them a couple of times. Sexy groove.

Lately, I've been listening to a lot of rap and hip hop. But I really enjoy 90s rock, anything with awesome drums! That's why I've always loved Phil Collins and Stevie Wonder. I also like some obscure bands like Lake Trout, because they have an intense jazz influence, and they're really outside of the box. As far as female singers, I prefer powerhouses...such as Nina Simone, Erika Wennerstrom, Janis Joplin and of course, Dolores O'Riordan <3. Oh man, I love Dolores. I could go on and on about who I like. That just came to mind. I also love Jeff Buckley.

Blind Melon, Soup, is one of my favorite albums and yet, it wasn't the most popular. Such great songwriting. When I go to the barber, they always play Guns 'n Roses, Black Sabbath, Pearl Jam, Nirvana, and the like. I enjoy it every time. The barber kicks ass.

Hopefully I made you chuckle. If you'd like to talk music, I'm in. You know, I grew up working around bands from the time I was fifteen on and later, I was a music writer for many years. I played out some back in the day, but the songs I'm writing now are so different and unique. They don't even sound like the same person. I suppose I'm letting the lion out to play. :) It's fun. No one has really heard them except God. 

Just sharing something from my life. Right now, I'm both tired and very anxious. I've been struggling with supporting myself in this insane world; it's tough for a lot of folks right now. A day-to-day thing. I see it all around. Don't get me wrong...I'm grateful for what I do have, but I am stressed about that and my living situation. I hope to be gentle with myself but also, improve in these areas. My body hurts, but not as bad as some days. I just had goat cheese and spinach ravioli, something like that. It was so-so. I have been trying new stuff, and I don't think I'll revisit ravioli, but I do like potato gnocchi. I like spinach souffle, and I love Mexican mushroom quesadillas. Do you care? I dunno, I'm just rambling. 

Hope you like my picture. I took it after I sang.

Don't forget to check out my books. And....pass it on! Let's get to number one! All I need is a little push...and we'll be on our way! We've been awfully close before. <3

Thank you for taking the time to visit. Thank you.

Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

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Mr. Leaf, Freya, Fred

 
Mr. Leaf

Freya

Fred

Here are some folks I met on my walk today. Fred is 92 years old, and he's out here walking every day! Freya is a yellow Lab. I also met a 5-week-old baby. The whole gamut today. The whole cycle of life. Hope you enjoy the photos. Amazing what we go through over the course of time.

Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

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The Rush

Oh! I just finished this for you. It was a stubborn little bugger. But sometimes, the best ones are stubborn, like me, ha. Enjoy. I will be singing tonight. :) Love, C.A.

The Rush

Today, the hummingbird dives down, tunneling

inside my chest, and the world becomes a furious,
beating wing. My eyes sting -- round and dry --

too long open. Yes, at the edges -- crimson.
The bloodiest shot. Mistakes, the rush, Jennifer's
message, and the recovered items are still waiting

at the store. OK. Scratch this entire order. Cancel
the mess. Let us begin again. Inside, outside, all
around. Someone...something...a curious being...

perhaps, a phantom...is making sure everything
is resolved. There is no mistake. Only the timing
escapes us. Together, we find what's missing.

Together, we uncover the lost. We are the beautiful
accident. At my best, call me a fragile bird, call me
a dark horse. Soon, Sparkling Ice is delivered

to the dog house.

C.A. MacConnell

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Living on a Wing.

 

I was done with my walk when I spotted this guy. :) Hope you like the shot. I was thrilled with the little gem.
C.A. MacConnell

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Self.

 

I mean, this isn't the best picture, and no touching up, ha, but it is honestly me right now; it felt authentic and so, I posted it anyhow. Ha. Just saying hi. And sending you some love and light. This was my feel after a long work week and a bunch of stress, lol. But I'm feeling quite fiery and excited lately as well. Right now, I'm working on poetry, songs, and just doing my deliveries nonstop as well. A lot going on, but I'm feeling super strong and determined.

Love to you.

I hope that you get a chance to check out my awesome, also all-authentic, books. They are incredible. :)XO. My songs are coming along as well. Fun stuff!

Today, I intend to look for places to live and get out in this rain. I enjoy rain walks. The rain calms me. 

Have a great day. Don't forget to leave a review, if you've read!

C.A. MacConnell

From Two Wasps

Just doing some daily flash poetry. Here's one I just wrote. :) <3

From Two Wasps

Hello, today, at the same time, we come alive. 
But we are trapped somewhere, the two of us.
It looks like outside, but the others aren't here
and then, we hit our heads on something
over and over, and we can't feel the wind. 
We are stuck inside in a cold, still world
but maybe, there is a hole. We will keep trying.

Behind us, there is a huge beast watching us.
We can feel her breath. She is ugly, without
wings. Closer, she comes. And then, she wraps
us together in something, and everything turns
dark. We can't move, and we think we might die,

but she holds us softly. We don't know why at all
but now, we are free, and the sky is normal again,
and we are looking for Mom, and the monster
is gone. Maybe she will grow wings soon.
They will have to be big, because of her legs --
only two, but heavy-looking. Thank you,
whatever you are.

C.A. MacConnell

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The Return

Just working on some flash poetry. Thought I'd share this one. Have a nice evening. C.A.

The Return

Soundly, I sleep
on the floor,
and I don't even hear
the storm
but later, walking,
I come upon
the complete view, 
the startling aftermath --
random branches
scattered across
the pavement
like shredded,
divine toothpicks
thrown down 
from heaven.
And indeed, each tree
is whispering, I am
missing something.
And then comes
the tiny, growling
dog. As if my twin,
he is unaware
of his size and bark.
Together, we draw near,
challenging the Boxer
and the Pit. Simply, 
they stare back.
No fight, no return.
And indeed, each dog
is whispering, Be you. 
And now, in the quiet
room, chewing on spinach,
I feel my fingers
moving again,
and I remember the patterns --
the precarious lives
of canines, humans, and sticks --
the way that each one
wedges into the other,
like one leaf
caught between
the teeth. And indeed,
I am whispering back.

C.A. MacConnell

Place to Live

 
Place to Live

Hi there. I took this on my walk today. I found it interesting and unique. Last week, someone had written chalk messages all over the path. There were messages such as "Don't give up," and "Keep going," and the like. It actually brought a tear to my eye last Sunday, because I really needed to see it. I love surprise messages.

And this is part of what's left this week. And so, I took a shot. And I named it, like I do, just to be deep, ha.

The weather is perfect today. And right now, the hawks outside of my window are calling to each other...two of them, a couple. There were three, but one disappeared a few minutes ago.

I do see all of the blessings in my life, and I pray a lot. When I pray, I just simply talk to God, as if he is a close friend who knows and loves me intimately. I can rage, celebrate, weep, whatever the case may be. Sometimes, I talk to the trees, and I often feel that they're listening, whispering back. So gentle, the trees. So comforting. <3

Sometimes, the world events make things seem impossible, but I have everything I need today. And a little extra...I just had some ice cream and a Three Musketeers, ha. I do like that candy bar, as well as the Zero bar. Every now and then, I indulge, when I'm in the mood. I actually eat pretty healthy, but I will often have dessert. I've been a vegetarian for at least 30 years.

Just saying hello, writing to you. Lately, I've been singing and moving a lot and so, it feels rather odd to take a few days off. In order to do so, I worked some doubles. I've been moving more than I've been sitting, for sure, and my body feels it! I'm frustrated because in order to be in the right head space to write, there needs to be more time to settle. But at the moment, I'm doing the best I can with all of it, navigating this world as a single woman, which is challenging, for sure.

All around, people are stressed. I'm happy to have this time to listen to the hawks right here, right now. This moment is special to me. Because you're here.

That's all we've got. This moment. Love to you.

My favorite jobs have all involved movement...right now, shopping and delivering. In the past, working with horses, teaching yoga, and the like. All movement-centered. It suits me.

Even when I'm writing, I'm moving. My mind is. :)

I hope that this little newsy note from Chris finds you well. I am on a mission to dive into Book Six. And I am on a mission to do the best I can to make my heart happy...and make others' hearts happy. I'm not perfect at being loving and gentle, but I give it my best shot, every single day. And boy, do I love to laugh.

Wherever you are, I hope your heart feels happy. We're all doing the best we can. Like the deer, look around, and remember to be gentle with yourself and others.

And I will remember as well. Thank you for supporting me on my journey. My books are amazing, and they're all-authentic. I handled every single detail, from writing to editing to design. I even did the cover art. Take a chance on my all-original work. You will never forget these amazing stories and characters. And remember, pass it on. Word of mouth is my friend. Thank you. XXOO.

C.A. MacConnell

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Lost Glove 75

 

Howdy. It's been a while. I took this yesterday. :)XO. My 75th lost glove picture and today is May 5, and 5 is my lucky number and so, it must be my lucky day.

Right now, I'm gazing out the window, and it's looking like a storm may roll in. I love storms. Yesterday, I was making a list of what makes me happy these days, such as this:  dancing in the aisles, my job, shooting the shit with all of the people in the stores (man, we joke and crack up), helping folks whenever I can, going to the barber, animals of all sorts, watching movies in bed, cookies and ice cream, and I've discovered I really like spinach souffle and potato gnocchi, among other weird food things. Oh, I love mushroom risotto and mushroom quesadillas. El Rancho Grande, you rock. I went to that restaurant three times, each time with a different person (all of them very different and unique), and I chuckled about the fact that the waiter must think I get around dating, for sure. But they were just random friends, but it did appear hilarious, because the events were quite close together. For a while, I was hooked on Bob Evans. I went there alone like ten times. I get hooked on something for a while and then, I find a new place. And I become enthralled again. The pattern is pretty predictable. And obsessive. And amusing. 

Whatever I choose, I give it my ALL. Ha ha. 

I also like squishmallows (I think that's what they're called, or I just invented a new word), those animal pillows. I recently purchased some at the dollar store, ha. I'm sitting on one right now. A monster, I believe.

Anyway, I've been working nonstop, trying to pay bills. My body is not holding up the greatest, but I just keep going. I'm better when I'm moving. It's the perfect job for me, because movement is essential with my current headspace. I've been playing songs a lot and the other day, I really killed it by myself in a church, ha. It feels good to create. Some days I really nail it, and I imagine I'm on stage or whatnot. I talk to God in there too.

These little blurbs I write on here...they really don't show my writing talent, but they let you know a little more about who I am. And I guess I enjoy sharing that.

I hope you will check out the real deal, my art. My books are amazing, and I'm so proud of my all-authentic work. So, if you read, please leave a review on Amazon. Word of mouth is my friend. Let's get these out there! Let's get to number one! These books deserve to be there, for sure. XO. Thank you for supporting me.

Hope you are well. And I hope you know how much you mean to me. Here comes the rain again. And I'm sorry if you have that Annie Lennox song stuck in your head now. I do.

Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

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Self, Bo.

 

Funny story. When I walked in with new hair and glasses, Bo, the dog, looked at me with great surprise and confusion, as if to say, "Oh, hello stranger." And then, he registered the change and began running and tearing around all over the place, grabbing toys. He may be a little guy, but he's smart as hell. And very human at times, for sure. He has anxiety like me. I like toys too. Ha! Caught you off guard there, didn't I? I have many curveballs. Welcome to my brain.

I feel like I need to wear a T-shirt that says, "Not gay or trans. Ask me about my hair. Rather, I am waiting for my mothership. If you want a label for me, there it is. Call me E.T. I am me, whatever that proves to be at any given moment. Right now, I am a girl who likes cookies, although last night I ODed on icing, and today, I'm cutting back. In the nineties, we didn't label anything. We just wore flannel shirts and screwed whoever."

Good morning. I've been disheartened about all of the AI books coming out and such, as I've spent my whole life perfecting my craft (and continue to do so). But I will continue to use my brain and talents the same way. And I won't use AI to create books, no way. I pour my heart and soul into my work, and I will continue in this manner, with everything -- creation, writing, design and editing. 

I don't feel that a computer is a replacement for all-authentic art. I want to daily celebrate my gifts and use my talent for "pulling dialogue out of thin air," which is fun. Yesterday, I couldn't take a nap because dialogue and standup ideas were pouring into my brain, all collected from my journey of the day. I have a knack for that kind of thing. And no one can do it like me! Not a robot, not a computer, no way. :) XO. It's awesome. And I will continue to share it with you.

My sixth book is roaming around in my brain as I type to you. So are comedy ideas, song ideas, and the like. And the way I create and process things...well...it is essential to my life and recovery. It keeps me alive. It is a God-given gift, and I plan to continue to use it! 

I'd like to share my songs with people soon as well. Let's see how it all unfolds. I am stubborn about wanting to use a real piano to play to folks, not a keyboard. So, that puts a little roadblock there, ha. I may get a digital piano, we'll see. I'm mulling it over. I may just record in the churches and put it out there.

I've never made much money off of my books. They're amazing, actually. I know it, and I feel confident about my work. All of my books are both fast-paced and literary, which is a treat. But without a famous name or a major publisher, it is damn hard to promote! So, word of mouth is still my friend. I suppose, when I'm dead, they'll take off, like poor Vincent, the painter. Hi, Vincent, if you're in heaven watching me type. You rock. Fuck the haters.

Cool story. One night, I made a late delivery, and I happened to hand my card to the customer. She read the card, looked up at me with surprise, and said, "You're C.A. MacConnell? I read 'The Hole!' You are so talented." I chuckled. It was a thrill to connect. My cool little brush with fame. It happens sometimes. Out and about, someone will ask me about my characters as if they're real people. Like this, "I'm worried about what's going to happen to Mary." Ha.

Just saying hi. I'm enjoying becoming "new," so to speak. I look rather different, and I suppose it's reflecting the inner changes. I'm just glad Bo the dog approves! Ha. I got two new tats as well. And let me tell you, tats hurt more when you're older. As Tommy, the artist says, it feels "spicy." That nails it. Ha.

Thank you for supporting my art. If you leave a review, I'd be thrilled. Pass on the word. I have dedicated my life to my craft, and I will continue to use my God-given talents, without artificial aid. Yes! 

Love to you. You are part of my journey. You are in my heart. XO. Thank you.
C.A. MacConnell

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Self.

 

Here I am at 51. I had fun with Andrew the barber today! Hope you're having a great Sunday. And I hope you get a chance to check out my books! Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

💗💓💥🔥🔥Feeling fired up! And naughty. And wild and unpredictable. Feels great. Also, time for a nap, ha. <3

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School Doesn't Pay 2, Hot Cocoa

 

School Doesn't Pay 2

Hot Cocoa

Good afternoon. Just some recent shots I took.

I just woke up from the nap, and I was dreaming. In the dream, I was at some kind of lake vacation house, and I met a painter named Zach, and he was tall, and he had curly hair, medium length. He smiled and showed me a painting, and he said he just finished it and then, he disappeared behind a tree branch; he ventured into his house with his family. I loved his creation, but I can't remember what it looked like.

Anyway, I woke up excited to be on vacation, ha. And to meet a Zach. In my real life, I don't know anyone named Zach, come to think of it. Strange.

There is so much going on in this world, and I am not ignoring that. But when I post, and when I spend time on social media, I like to share from my experience or my heart. Or make folks laugh. Create some kind of time away. 

I suppose that's why I write my books as well. Helps me, helps you. That kind of thing...is my hope.

Have a nice evening. With the rest of my day, I plan to attempt to stay positive and not allow my anxiety to grab me. To be present for myself and others. 

Hope you like the photos. I was wondering who might live inside the second. Not sure...seems like someone's in there. Maybe Zach, ha.

C.A. MacConnell

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Happy Easter...and Some Photos

Banana

Granite

Fan

Easter Egg

Good afternoon. Here are some shots I took today. And I was into bright colors on my walk, for some reason. Usually, I think/see things more in black and white. But today was different. Just how I've been rolling lately. I've been rather wild and unpredictable, and I'm enjoying it.

Weatherwise, today was a perfect day! Not too hot, not too cold, a breeze. Awesome. What a great day to reconnect with the moment. <3 I think I walked like six miles, an old route I used to take. I saw my Pit Bull friend, but I didn't see my German Shepherd friend, bummer. I did see a new character on the scene, though, a Rottweiler; he's not used to me yet. The others are. I also saw a heron, a cardinal, and some pigeons. They were cooing like mad. I think they were welcoming me back; they live under a certain bridge.

I have some change occurring, for sure. My first reaction to change is fear, then anger, then sadness, then fear again and sometimes, excitement. I've simply been allowing myself to roll through it all.

Sometimes I feel a mix of everything.

I am an intense "feeler," for sure. But I wouldn't trade it. You see, it allows me to dream and create while I'm walking. This afternoon, I thought of ideas and storylines for where I want my sixth book to go. Rad. I also thought of some standup ideas...I'll be doing my third attempt soon. The first time, I got some laughs. The second time, I killed it. Now I have to beat that and so, there's pressure, haha. I'm stoked.

At the moment, I feel rather peaceful. And happy. And dreamy. Yes. XO. I have a feeling that God has something wonderful planned for me. :) And the past few years have been preparation. Indeed. 

Hope you have a happy Easter! A few times, since I shaved my head, I've caught a glimpse of myself in a side mirror, and I jumped...because, for a moment, I thought, "Who's that?" Then I realized it was me. Wacky.

Love to you.
C.A. MacConnell

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Hello. Books.

 

Good afternoon. Here is a photo I took when I was working on my second novel, I believe. I had just printed it out...the actual pages. <3 Hope you're having a great day. I love this photo. I went to the barber, and I loved it. XO. 

Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

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Just Saying Hello.

 

Hi there. How are you? Just saying hello. Here's a selfie from last week. Very recent. Proof of life, ha. It's not my usual expression, but I thought it was amusing and so, I posted it. My hair has been driving me wild. I may shave it or go for a Mohawk, not sure which one. Wanna do it for me? That'd be helpful.

Thank you to those supporting my books! If you haven't had a chance to check them out, I have four fiction works and one nonfiction. Right here. Or you can click/touch any of the book covers on the right side of this page, and it'll take you right there -- description and purchase info. 

I did all of the work. I created, wrote, edited, and designed each one, inside and out. I even did the cover art. Sweet. No AI, no assistance, just me. :) If you want to support independent art, here I am! Independent as all hell.

The novels all have a mystery element, and they're all intense, but they're not without humor and light as well. I guarantee you'll never forget the ride. They're all literary but fast paced. That's my niche. Also, dialogue is my specialty. XO. 

The nonfiction book, RECOVER WILDLY:  DAILY SPIRITUAL ESSAYS FOR SURVIVORS, is my latest. People have been loving it...some read it as a daily reflection type book; others read it all the way through. It's written to work both ways.

Well, I'm sitting here having macaroni and cheese...white cheddar, to be exact. And an avocado. I've been overwhelmed by the expense all around; everyone has been struggling. But right now, I have everything I need. 

Right now. Right here, right now. I hear a little bird. I'd like to be a bird, actually. I really would.

I'm excited because I now have a perfect place to practice piano and write songs. My little, secret place. Not so secret. Everyone knows I'm in there. But it's safe, and I don't get in trouble, ha. I'm also excited about Book Six. I guess I'm about fifty pages in. As is my custom, at the moment, it's a mess. All of my books begin with a mess, and I'm not worried.

Hope you're having an amazing day. Hope your life is peaceful. I suppose I can decide to have peace in this moment. I feel a little spark of adventure in my heart too, and that's nice. 

Love to you,
C.A. MacConnell

Intuitive Thought, March 1, March. And a Note to You.

 
Intuitive Thought

March 1

March

Hi there. I took these photos today; I'm really happy with how they turned out.

A Note to You. March 15, 2026

Lately, I've been thinking a lot about AI...

I just wanted to mention that I've dedicated my life to the craft of writing. For over thirty years, I've studied and worked hard to both enjoy and perfect all of my work, from poetry to fiction to nonfiction, and then some. I have studied numerous genres, everything from medical copy to screenwriting to journalism to music writing to...obviously, writing novels and nonfiction books. 

I've really tackled the gamut, and I continue to do so. For my books, I do copious amounts of research and sometimes, the inspiration comes from strange places -- strangers, other books, photos, magazine pictures, friends, you name it. I'm always hunting and learning. I'm as curious as they come.

I have a master's degree in English and Creative Writing and for that, I am grateful.

I created, edited, wrote, and designed all of my books. There was absolutely no use of AI in any of my work. And in the future, there will be no use of AI.

I will continue to create authentic art...in the same way that I have for many years. XO. Straight from my tricky brain to you. I realize that the world is changing, and what others do is not of my concern. But I strongly feel that this is the right route for me. I want to share to you from my experience, heart, and soul. I want to share my life, my mind, my darkness, my lightness, my hopes and dreams. And I want to continue to expand my craft authentically.

The way my brain works...indeed, there is a label for it; however, as much as it can be difficult to harness my thinking when it comes to certain aspects of daily living, when writing, it is an absolute gift. See, without even trying, every moment of the day, I file away dialogue, scenes, descriptions, and the like. People often say that I'm quiet. I suppose that's why. I am constantly writing, without even trying. And later, when I'm actually writing and rolling, the words I've "stored away" just come flying out of my brain, as if from nowhere.

A true gift. Awesome. It took me many, many years to understand this truth.

Just wanted to share that with you. I also wanted to thank you for supporting my work. In every way, the creativity that stems from me keeps me alive. I am grateful for this gift, and I am grateful that God has given me numerous opportunities to keep right on growing. 

I have begun to write my sixth book, and it is fiction, and I will create it in the same way that I approached my other five; that is, directly from my mind and experience. And I will edit it the same way as well; that is, directly from my eyes and hands. I am proud of my creations. I am proud of my gift. And I will continue to share it with you, without the use of anything artificial.

Today, I have a rare day off from making deliveries. As far as my photos, I take the same approach. I don't use photoshop. I take one shot, in the moment, and what you see is the shot I took. I merely tinker with lighting, and that is all, but I approach it as if it is film. 

Just sharing my approach and my plans as I move forward in this ever-changing world. I had a beautiful walk today, and I've noticed that lately, the sunrises have been incredibly moving. Glorious, indeed.

So, from here, I plan to chisel away at Book Six, write songs on piano and sing, take photos, crack up as much as I can, and drive around on delivery adventures. My life is extremely simple, but it gives me the time and freedom to create. <3

Love to you. XO.

Thank you. Thank you for supporting my all-original art. Thank you for being here. I hope that your day is amazing. Maybe I'll see you out and about. Sending love and light to you. I hope your life is happy and peaceful. Again, thank you.

From my heart, C.A. MacConnell

Fitted Suit

Good afternoon. I wrote this just now. Hope you like it...have a great evening. XO, C.A. MacConnell

Fitted Suit

Right now, below me,
the neighbors pound the ground,
mumbling and shifting,
sweeping and stirring.
Boot steps. Voices. High pitches
turning to thunder.

With each sound, I shift,
tossing, no, jerking on the couch,
and I ask God to show me
the next right thing. I hear,
You have done enough. Wait
and see. First, get centered. Now, rise.

And then, I see a pure, pink
crowd vision of you. I call it
a glow-smile. There is such a thing.
Your skin is polished softly tan;
each cheek holds a golden hue.
You are dressed in a fitted suit.
Sudden wind. Long hair blown
left. No, right. And in one strange

moment of stillness, right now,
I believe that you see a clean,
green vision of me. I call it
a glow-smile. There is such a thing.
Awake, in this instant, face freshly
washed, I stand up to the underworld,
laughing at the noise.

C.A. MacConnell

Return, Lost Glove 74

 
Return

Lost Glove 74

I took the first one today. The other I took a week ago. I find them to give off a strikingly different vibe, for sure. Hope you have a good evening. I plan on starting my day over right now! Sometimes, that is necessary. It's OK to be a human being, ha. Hope you enjoy my photos. XO.

Love to you, C.A. MacConnell