“Write like a maniac,” I said. With power, there would be no excuses. I dug my rear into 36K and prepared my writing space. My words bounced off the seat backs in front of us. My new best friends, in… Read More ›
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Cheeseburger in Tuscany
The sun burnt my skin, sour candy formed one of those strange bump things on my tongue, and even, just once or twice, a rogue glass-too-many hurt my head the next morning. Too much of a good thing can be,… Read More ›
Where We’re Going, We Don’t Need Roads
The moments with our parents, and their siblings, become even more important the older we get. It’s not so much the wisdom they impart, or the stories they share, it’s the time we get to spend together knowing the ticks… Read More ›
I’ll Toast to That: Toast (Nigel Slater)
I loved this book. I loved it so much that I took my time reading it. There were nights I said to meself, “that is enough for now, save some for tomorrow.” I’d set it down on my… Read More ›
The Kreativ Blogger and Versatile Blogger Awards
There is a whole lot of awards going on, and lucky for me I can join the ranks though a very kind, and unexpected, nomination for The Kreativ Blogger and The Versatile Blogger awards. The friendly tip of the cap… Read More ›
A Short Story: "Trains, Planes, and Minions"
I am an avid reader of Paulo Coelho‘s blog, live under a flight path next to a train station, and sleep with a noise machine that utilizes the sounds of water and wind. Therefore, I am not surprised to have… Read More ›
A Short Story: "I Smell a Rat In the Ball-Crawl" (working title)
At risk of losing you, I have decided to post a short story I am working on (by working on, I mean I wrote it yesterday and decided today to post it). As I learned in his writing memoir, “On… Read More ›
A True Story and Sporks are Rad
“Look, mummy, no roof!” The no-more than five-year old kid could barely contain his excitement as he clutched at his mom’s purse. I looked to where he pointed and smiled when I realized what he was talking about. She was… Read More ›
