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Theresa Largusa
McKinney, Texas
Word wrangler. Thinker of big ideas. Story explorer.
Interests: music, good friends, coffee, conversation, bad jokes, jolly husband, naughty schnauzers, playing with sentences = my favorite things.
Recent Activity
Previously... Should our Lady of Handicrafts really be driving the backwater byways? The interstate fast lane? Darla's sense of direction has always been off, and depth perception is a sketchy proposition for a gal with nyctalopia. At least we know the pick-up's parked for now somewhere between home and Morton... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Semi-Daily Scribbles
What important work have you touched today? Pushed it to the back of your muchly packed brain, did you? Adventure. Faith. Patience. Resilience. Surrender. This is how 2017 ends and 2018 begins. We have this moment. Then we have rapid thoughts and nonsensical synopses of what transpired in this moment.... Continue reading
Posted Dec 1, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
Previously... Darla is the runner in this relationship as she holds grudges against those who flow in the opposite direction as hers (Darla's way resembles mud puddles rather than point breaks.) What an irksome thing, that disconnect between the noggin and the ticker. The board and the body. The desire... Continue reading
Posted Nov 25, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
With a full belly and a glad heart, keep peeling away at the shellac. You know it's all for show and the real work is hidden beneath mounds of scraps. Tap into the energy of the silver sliver in the sky. Thanks to your dietary restrictions and ponderous tire kicking,... Continue reading
Posted Nov 24, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
H-ville's strung with Christmas bulbs way before the wishbone's snapped. And the hottest floor show begins at 7:00 on Falcon View Lane. Mrs. Stephens shakes her good frame from the second-story window of a mock-Tudor. She knows where the light falls best to caress her curves. By the way, neighbor... Continue reading
Posted Nov 22, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
I don't want to burst your bubble. I only want to stretch your membrane so you can see through it. We roll around inside the same box and still you get more likes/shares/subscribes. Your privilege is showing while my patience slips. I know. You were just born that way. And... Continue reading
Posted Nov 17, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
(A Love Story for the Ageless.) I like having you around but I don't write on your skin anymore. (Barrage!) Grow your heart and make sure it keeps time. (Garbage!) Hey Curiosity...what does it feel like not to be in pain? (Well, you either study problems or you solve them.)... Continue reading
Posted Nov 16, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
OK. Episode 1 of Hi-Phi Nation's second season is basically privileged folk with problems I'd love to have (Takeaway: Do not spend time and money on advanced degrees. Lots of learnin' to be found for free! Develop a skill first that can actually help you, your family, your community and... Continue reading
Posted Nov 10, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
Previously... My work is dedicated to the fact that there is a big difference between being and doing when one suffers from Irritable Soul Syndrome. 1.) Doing keeps me out of my head. 2.) Being invites the demons inside my sanctuary, giving them free rein over my stash of Godiva... Continue reading
Posted Nov 9, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
Hi Ivan, Did you give me a watch because you knew you didn't have much time left? A kind gesture made poignant because your time did run out. The story is a family member found you. I hope you passed in your sleep, free of fear and pain. Maybe you... Continue reading
Posted Nov 8, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
I'm surviving the first of many tests. Let's hope for a tête-à-tête soon. Gary Quackenbusch gave up Yoo-hoos for a year, according to the fryline at Chik'n & Biskit. The fact that the fryline saw Gary saunter on up to their counter every day may have had more to do... Continue reading
Posted Nov 3, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
You have stared into The Deep Dark for ten hard months. That tower of yours can't come crumbling down fast enough. You need to be knee-deep in debris right now. Think of the dust as humus for a healthy heart (yours, by the way, is a most striking shade of... Continue reading
Posted Nov 2, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
The sky's the best thing about this place. Tiny tears in black satin cast clues inside closed eyelids via diamond dust and glue. Collect enough pinpricks, string them up two-by-two, and they'll lead me to this improbable hallway where I'll find you. Continue reading
Posted Oct 28, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
We all love a gorgeous thing, no? However, it's crass to admit we're attracted to the wrapper. Packaging Makes the Person. - Sounds like you've already made up your mind ... - Oh sweetie, I'm happy to hear you've finally made up your mind! Perspective is being counted among the... Continue reading
Posted Oct 27, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
The things you make define who you are. You do what you do to pay the car note, but don't forget to write notes, play notes. Leave a story behind for others to try on. Thoughts and Words and Actions matter. Just know that what lights you up may hardly... Continue reading
Posted Oct 25, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
Previously... Life rewards a certain type of person. - Fortune favors the bold? - The meek shall inherit the earth? - Share and share alike? - Dumb Luck? - Look out for #1? - It's not how you feel but how you look? Which one is it, Universe? Who's it... Continue reading
Posted Oct 20, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
The dreams of your life create the life of your dreams. Didn't you hear? Gary's at it again. Back from the dead and doing the laundry. He finally found someone who needs him (to want is to wander and that's a tricky thing to curtail.) A quick catch-you-up: Gary married... Continue reading
Posted Oct 13, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
the city sneaks up behind you tells you what to think your friends are all scholars reason why you drown in drink thoughts not good enough to protect or entertain more than a thunderhead you are the rain now it's too late to whitewash the wall you should've lived your... Continue reading
Posted Oct 6, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
Previously... Our Highway Scribe wants us to know she's doin' fine (racing thoughts in the fast lane not withstanding ... and missing Ort something fierce.) We know everything about each other after a 30-second assessment. We are surface dwellers. "That's all I need." "I'll take it." "That works for me."... Continue reading
Posted Sep 28, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
Happy New Year! Here's what needs some meditation thrown at it: Why is life unfair? I asked a pal to show me the silver lining on a day (yesterday) when one privileged bitch (me) was having a challenging moment (inconsequential office shenanigans.) With disaster smashing the planet, I do not... Continue reading
Posted Sep 21, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
As I embark on the transformation to became a vampire, I've been advised by my coven leader to invest in high-quality headphones. 'Tis a sound bit of advice, but I shall use my fake awake time to complete my masterwork. (Attention reader for whom this Resonates: An eyebrow arched above... Continue reading
Posted Sep 15, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
- Stir the pot. - Leave. - Repeat. My takeaways from the pep rally are: 1.) Expect a shortened lifespan for having spent so much time on my ass, and; 2.) I stayed for the people. It is difficult to get all rah-rah-sisboombah about swapping out the signage since Harvey... Continue reading
Posted Sep 8, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
You are not alone. The kid who thinks the external world - from mac-n-cheez to thrill rides at the county fair - is put in place by magical mommies/daddies for her sole pleasure grows up to be the woman who questions the reality of the timecard - from cubicle walls... Continue reading
Posted Sep 2, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
A bromide that sets my teeth on edge is Everything Happens for a Reason. It's insensitive to use that phrase in the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey, but it's because of this deadly storm that I'm thinking about why we tell ourselves the things we tell ourselves. If we say a... Continue reading
Posted Sep 1, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles
we build high-rises in the rushes and wonder why our socks are wet channel deep live to breathe recede repeat the onrush of knowing makes us question the answer Continue reading
Posted Aug 30, 2017 at Semi-Daily Scribbles