YEAH, YEAH, YOU THINK I’M GOING ON ABOUT SOME YOYO BODY THING, DON’T YOU? WELL, NO, THIS IS REGARDING THE HUGE WEIGHT THAT IS LIFTING BY MAGIC AS I CLEAN OUT SEVEN YEARS OF NESTING/CREATING/LOVING! ALL OF IT IS STORED IN MY SWEET CASTLE ON THE GREENS, AS THE GOLFERS STROLL BY AND BIG SWANKY EVENTS ROCK THE FOREST, I HAVE A QUIET TIME TO DO TWO VERY IMPORTANT THINGS IN TANDEM: FINISH MY FOURTH BOOK AND PREPARE FOR THE BIG MOVE! THIS IS THE NEXT STAGE OF MY LIFE, AND NEVER HAVE I BEEN SO AWARE.

I KNEW WHEN I TOOK THIS ON THAT IT WOULD BE SCARY, BUT HOW CAN YOU BE SCARED OF YOURSELF? WELL, EASY: OPEN A BAG STUFFED BACK IN THE CLOSET AND FIND SOMETHING YOU FORGOT YOU HAD. THIS IS THE ESSENCE OF CLEARING THE DECKS, FOR THERE IS A LOT COMING DOWN THE PIKE.I GIVE YOU A TASTE OF THE MOOD, WHILE MY SOUL DANCES AROUND THE ROOM, THINKING OF WHAT TO ELIMINATE FIRST. IN THE EARLY HOURS OF THIS ADVENTURE, THERE ARE SEVERAL BAGS OF CLOTHES ALREADY PACKED FOR THE THRIFT SHOP: SOMEBODY IS GETTING LUCKY. WHEN YOU HAVE THE RIGHT ATTITUDE, YOU TRY ON THE CLOTHES SAVED FROM ANOTHER ERA, BE IT LAST WEEK OR LAST YEAR. HOW COULD I POSSIBLY WEAR THAT AGAIN, I WONDER?

I GUESS MY TV SHOW CALLED WINSLOWART HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS, I HAVE A RESPONSIBILITY TO MY VIEWERS AFTER ALL. NOW THAT IT’S “LEGS SEASON” AS MY BRONX FRIEND CALLS IT, LITTLE DRESSES REAPPEAR AND COOL SHORTS AND SUCH. THE BRIGHEST COLORS WORK FOR SPRING, AND ORCHIDS WAIT OUTSIDE THE DOOR.

IN THE MEANTIME, I CHILL IN THE AFTERNOON AND PAGE/READ THE MANUSCRIPT, GASPING AT SOME OF THE ANTICS OF THE CHARACTERS WHO ALWAYS SURPRISE ME. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW DYANNA, YOU GOT A REAL SHOCK COMING. FOR THOSE WHO DON’T, NO TIME TO WASTE. GO TO WWW.JWWINSLOW.COM AND TASTE THE WORDS. THEN ORDER AND I’LL SIGN A REAL BOOK, IF YOU LIKE. STAY WITH ME, I’M COUNTING ON IT!

XX:JW

OK, LOOK CLOSELY: I MAY BE THE ONLY SURVIVING SOUL IN THE FOREST TODAY WHO IS NOT AT THE BIG GOLF TOURNEY! WHY IS THIS SO UNUSUAL, WELL, IF YOU HAVE EVER BEEN HERE, OR HEARD OF THE AT&T PRO AM, YOU KNOW IT ATTRACTS THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS, WHO PARK ON MY WILD ROAD, SO I CAN’T WALK AND SEE THE OCEAN, AMONG OTHER THINGS. THEN THEY ALSO PARK AT THE BEACH, AND LEAVE THEIR CARS SO NOBODY CAN SURF OR RIDE A BIKE, ALL MY OCEAN FRIENDS DISAPPEAR.

NOW YOU MAY ASSUME THAT THIS ALLOWS FOR A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF PARANOIA, BUT I’M USED TO IT. I WAS THINKING TODAY AS I CLEANED MY HOUSE ON A WARM SUMMER-LIKE DAY, THAT I HAVE NEVER ATTENDED ONE OF THESE PHENOMS. I HAVE BEEN HERE FOR TWENTY SIX YEARS ON THE CENTRAL COAST, AND SEVEN OF THEM AT PEBBLE BEACH. I WILL SOON BE DELETED FROM EVERY LIST OF VIPS, SO PLEASE PLAN TO ATTEND MY DEMISE ON THAT RESPECT.

SERIOUSLY, NO WORRIES, I TAKE THE ALTERNATE ROUTE AND HEAD UP THE BEACH, ONTO THE BOARDWALK, OVER THE SWEET EMPTY COURSES OF SPANISH BAY. STROLLING THROUGH THERE ON A HOLIDAY LIKE THIS IS FABULOUS, YOU ALMOST HAVE THE PLACE TO YOURSELF! HA! YES, THAT WAS ME AROUND ONE PM, WHILE A FEW LADIES LUNCHED. SO JUST WANTED TO CHECK IN WITH THE WORLD AND SAY I AM FINE, DINNER IS ON THE GRILL AND MY  HEART IS HAPPY. I MADE SOME DECISIONS TODAY, CLEANED UP THE PHYSICAL AND MENTAL DETRITUS. SO HAPPY BIRDIE, OR BOGEY, OR WHATEVER IT TAKES TO MAKE SOME POINTS! I AM THRILLED WITH THE MONEY YOU SPEND FOR OUR COMMUNITY, AND THE FACT THAT WHEN YOU HAVE GONE HOME, WE GET OUT LIVES BACK!

SO GOODBYE AND GOOD LUCK, DUFFERS AND FANS!

LOTS OF LOVE, XX:JW

SOMETIMES THE BIG THINGS DON’T SEEM SO SCARY WHEN YOU FACE THEM HEAD ON. WHY DO WE AVOID GOING TO THE DENTIST OR THE DOC, AND MOST OF ALL, THE DERMO(TOLOGIST)? IN OUR SECRET LITTLE BRAINS, WE KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING TO BE DISCOVERED, DON’T WE? IT’S WORSE TO WAIT AND FRET THAN GO AND GET OVER IT!

NO, I’M NOT A POET AND DON’T KNOW IT, HAHAHA, I HAVE A GREAT POEM FOR YOU ON THE PAGES OF THIS SITE, UNDER POETRY. I WRITE ABOUT THE FABULOUS ROCK SCULLY, WHO MANAGED THE GRATEFUL DEAD FOR A LONG TIME, AND “LED THE LIFE” AS MY FRIEND TOM SAYS. HIS JOURNEY ENDED RECENTLY AND THERE WERE A LOT OF SORRY HEARTS, BUT THEY ALL GATHERED TO REJOICE IN A FINE MANNER! HOORAY FOR THE DEADHEADS AND THEIR ATTITUDE ABOUT KARMA. IT’S GONNA GET YA, REGARDLESS!

SO I COME TO YOU TODAY A BIT WOUNDED, WITH A BANDAGE THE SIZE OF TEXAS ON MY FINE LITTLE LEG, AND I DESERVE TO BE QUIET AND THOUGHTFUL, DON’T I? YOU TAKE FOR GRANTED BEING ABLE TO DANCE AND RUN AND WALK MILES, AND HAVE GREAT SEX WITHOUT WORRYING, HUH? JUST REMEMBER THAT WHEN YOU CANCEL THAT CHECKUP, KIDS! GO AND FACE THE MUSIC, GET THE WISDOM TEETH PULLED, HAVE A MAMMOGRAM AND PROSTATE TEST, BE WELL.

YOU ARE SO WORTH IT!

LOTS OF LOVE,

 XX:JW

WHO HOO, I HAVE NOT SEEN YOU FOR A LONG LONG TIME. MOANING ABOUT THE BIG CRASH, IN MARCH. POOR BABY, I WAS BERIFT, WORRIED/SCARED/HELPLESS/PRAYING. HAVE YOU EVER LOST A BOOK? I THOUGHT THAT WAS MY FATE. OF COURSE, MY TECH WIZZARDS HAD ME ON CARBONITE, SO I WAS GOOD, BUT TRY AND TELL YOURSELF THAT ON A SLEEPLESS NIGHT. NOW I HAVE A BATTERY BACKUP UNDER THE DESK (JUST FOR GOOD MEASURE), CARBONITE, A FEW DISCS WHEN I WAS PARANOID, AND THE POWER WAS ABOUT TO GO OFF DURING THE RECENT PINEAPPLE EXPRESS. WHAT NEXT?

I SOUND LIKE SUCH A WEENIE, SORRY ABOUT THAT. MY STOCK IN TRADE IS NOT SUCH A FLABBY EXCUSE FOR COURAGE, BUT YOU GOTTA BE REAL AND HONEST WITH A BLOG. AFTER ALL, WHAT’S IT FOR IF NOT TO GIVE A PEEK INSIDE?

HAPPILY ON THE OTHER SIDE, THE BOOK IS FINISHED, I HAVE A NEW COMPUTER, BIG HUGE MONITOR WHERE EVERYTHING IS BIGGER THAN LIFE, GREAT SOUND SYSTEM WITH BOTH MACHINES. I HAVE BEGUN THE FIRST EDIT AND SEE THAT MY CRASH AND BURN EXPERIENCE WAS VALUBLE IN ONE RESPECT: I AM SO THANKFUL FOR MY WORK, AND WANT IT TO BE THE BEST I CAN EVER DO. I WILL NEVER TAKE THAT FOR GRANTED AGAIN, PROMISE.

WISHING YOU THE MOST BEAUTIFUL NEW YEAR, AND BEGGING YOU TO TAKE ME BACK…

NOT REALLY, WE’RE NOT AT THAT STAGE YET, ARE WE? I’M JAMMIN ON  TWITTER AND READY TO ROCK THE WORLD THIS YEAR WITH A NEW TV SERIES, SO YOU BETTER STAY TUNED.

 BIG SMOOCH FROM THE INNER SANCTUM!

AND LOTS OF LOVE,

XX:JW

OK, SO IT’S ONLY APPROPRIATE THAT I WRITE ABOUT THE WINSLOW CRASH OF 2014 ON THE

NIGHT OF THE SUPERMOON! TOUCHE, THEY SAY! IT TOOK ME AN HOUR JUST TO LOG IN TO THIS

SITE, SINCE YOU MAY KNOW THAT THE OLD PLACES DON’T RECOGNIZE THE NEW COMPUTER:)

JUST ONE OF THOSE HAPPY LITTLE THINGS THAT TAKE A BIT OF GETTING USED TO. MY WEB

GENIUS ALSO POSTED MY POEM SOMEWHERE IN HERE, BUT I CAN’T FIND IT. SURPRISE! AFTER

THE SCARE OF LOSING MY NEW BOOK, NOTHING COULD REALLY CAPTURE THAT ANGST, SO NO

WORRIES! NOW I SEEM TO HAVE THIS VERY ODD SKIPPING ABOUT OF THE WIFI AND SPEED

THAT GOES FROM FAST TO DREARY. ALL THAT REQUIRES PATIENCE, WHICH IS NOT ONE OF MY

STRONG SUITS, BUT I AM LEARNING ABOUT THAT TOO. LUCKY FOR ME, SHE IS BUSY GETTING

READY TO MOVE INTO A FAB NEW HOUSE, SO I HAVE HER ATTENTION:)

I DON’T THINK WE REALIZE HOW MUCH WE COME TO DEPEND UPON OTHERS FOR OUR

WELFARE UNTIL THE HIGH WIRE ACT OF LIFE ACTS UP. THAT’S WHEN YOU KNOW HOW GOOD

IT IS TO HAVE ALL THOSE “PRIVATE PHONE NUMBERS”, HAHAHA! YOU SAID I COULD CALL YOU

ANYTIME, SOHERE I AM AT 4AM! NOT REALLY CRAZY TONITE, JUST A BIT MAD, THE FORCES OF

NATURE ARE BATHING THE GREEN EXPANSE BEHIND ME IN A BRIGHT FULL BLAST OF LIGHT

WHICH PROVES ONCE AGAIN THAT WE ARE BUT MORTALS HERE, DOING OUR TIME. THE POST

SCRIPT IS A FABULOUS NEW BIG SCREEN FOR MY UTUBE FILMS, NEW CHAPTERS ALREADY IN

THE BOOKS AND THIS GREAT NEW TOM PETTY MUSIC CALLED THE HYPNOTIC EYE!

GOOD BYE!

XX:JW

Not sure when my slant on life began to slide toward the feminine. It has always been my way to support the women in my life, and come to think of it, they have guided my stars from the beginning. It was my glamorous Aunt who taught me how to dream a look, and take a chance. It was my mother who taught me to be stubbornly courageous,  and my grandmother who loved me back from all my tears, long ago. I believe it was my Paternal Grandmother who influenced me most, in a peculiar way, since I never met her. She was a rebellious strong woman who created a job for her family when there was none, who wrote columns for a famous newspaper and influenced those who knew her in an amazing fashion. She came from a sultry southern family, steeped in arts and libel, full of strong women and spicy dish. 

Now that I find the path to seek and enjoy the work of artists and other creative sources,  I am drawn to the bravado of those who take no prisoners. Sometimes I am shocked at what I see, and mostly in awe, because there is a separation between the leaders and the followers. For women, in particular, it takes someone who has nothing to lose to create that drive to rise above the crowd. When you see it, you know immediately that you are in for something special!

Click here to read the poem.

The performance described in my WEBSONGS poem called ART MODEL was one of those shining times when I recognized a different kind of courage. It was unexpected, and breathtaking. I know I can do a lot of things if I put my mind to it, but she exposed herself visually as well as literally as to lay naked at your feet. That I don’t think I could ever do.

Maybe I am doing it now, by my unabashed homage. So go girl, every one of you out there, and give us a thrill. We deserve it.

xx:jw

Well I can’t even describe the smile on my face when I can back from a full day of snorkeling, cave diving, spear fishing, a little frolicking, dinner, drinks and a game of dominoes to find a warm hearted blog post from my good friend back home. Vacation is wonderful and it’s even better when you know there are good people who care about you when you make it back to the real world. I love my real world and I love my peeps! XO J-Dub!!

MY SACRED BELOVED WEBMASTER IS FROLICKING IN MEXICO, SWIMMING THE WATERS OF PUERTA VALLARTA AND EATING FANCY TACOS, WHILE I SEARCH MADLY FOR THE LINK TO MY LAST WEBSONGS BLAST FROM JUNE 1! IT IS CALLED “LINENS AND LACE” AND DESCRIBES MY ADVENTURES WHILE DIVING INTO THE DREADED DARK CAVERN IN THE HALLWAY WHICH CONTAINS MY FAMILY HISTORY IN FABRICS!

http://conta.cc/1nEbQP0

SUCH A DEAL. SO I FIND THIS LINK ON FACEBOOK, LIKE SHE TOLD ME, AND I COPY IT. SEEMS PRETTY EASY, BUT WILL IT WORK?

OK, MJ! HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE YOU TO SEE THIS:):):)

XX:JW

P.S.; THIS IS NOT MJ IN THE PHOTO, BUT WHO WILL KNOW THE DIFFERENCE? STAY TUNED:)

XX:JW

I was forced to face up to some tough choices in April, and flew into a tizzy about the confusion and hopeless mess of everything changing at once! Not sure why this happens, but it seems to come in spurts, or maybe PHASES is a better word? the muse doesn’t want me to get TOO happy, God forbid, so both my TV shows went down, (through no fault of my own), no production facility, to on-air guests, no blasts to remind the fans. NOTHING!

The first few days were kind of relaxing, I could feel my body chill out. I was sleeping like a baby, dreaming of peaches and cherry blossoms and savory men. Of course, the WINSLOW fireball came rolling back, and then I was alarmed. People were calling, and sending notes; WHERE ARE YOU? And better yet, where are your wonderful guests?

In the meantime, I dipped my toes into the world of fundraising for a wonderful project in the theater of the Museum of Monterey, where AMP media (public TV for the central coast and the WORLD) wants to broadcast live shows! Public invited, audiences culled from visitors to the area, friends, fans of the guests, you name it. Not to bore you, but that area is WAY harder than you would think. everyone who has money is constantly asked to “help out”, and the really big spenders have a system within the Grants area, which takes a genius to maneuver.

So today I find myself back on track with a new show coming soon, a new set and host: AMP MEDIA, who noticed my work a long times ago. We will be on the air on May 15th, but you must go to my website and see what the wizard has done:)

Lots of love,

xx:jw

To read the new Websongs click here!

Gotta wonder today about the sanity of the world, walking on a beach that is totally empty, Saturday afternoon, where is everyone? HA, WELL YOU DON’T KNOW, DO YOU?

Unless you live here, the AT&T Pro Am golf tourney may not be a familiar event, but anyone local knows we are totally OVERRUN with the guests! Particularly if you live in “the forest” which is what we call Pebble Beach, you are quite aware of the preparations, beginning months ago.

The army of volunteers who assist at the tournament, which features celebrity golfers as well as the pros, is tremendous in their effort to make everyone feel comfy. Then there is the Pebble Beach Company staff and crew, all first rate folks, who attend to the every need of the visitors. By the time the games begin, early in the week, thousands of hours have been logged to prepare. It is QUITE A SHOW!

MEANWHILE, we hide out in unlikely places like home, use alternate routes, watch the news and play on TV! If you are like me, the golf course is your back yard, so just wake up and watch them tee off! I found several stray balls this morning on my usual garden tour, NO WORRIES, they missed the bedroom window:)

My answer to the BIG SHOW is to escape to my favorite place, BIG BLUE, the majestic Pacific, which normally is crowded with tourists. During the tourney, no tourists are allowed, since we are up to the HILT with bodies, so I am left to wander the KELP-RIDDEN SANDS alone, walk the boardwalk, wander SPANISH BAY, and slip home on the empty roads.

Best of all, I am happy to report a new CECILE BRUNNER, which has bloomed on schedule today, amidst the rain and wind, and golf balls and drought, WHO KNEW! Ain’t it grand?

xx:jw