There are situations that happen that you can’t quite believe it’s real. Even if you witnessed it yourself. The weekend before last with my dog Brooklyn was one of those times. Now to set this up you need to know a bit of background. I got him when he was 11 months old, and even … More A Hairy Tail to Tell
It’s two days until Christmas, and I still haven’t shopped for my husband. Mostly because I’m broke and have no idea what to get him within the budget of no money. (I can’t get him stuff like the new computer chair and range finder like I did last year.) It’s a good thing that I … More Holidays are Here!
It’s December, which means that the madness that is NaNo has come to a close. This was my second year participating and it served as quite a learning experience. The biggest of which being that I can do things I didn’t think I could. It was the middle of October when I went to the … More NaNoWriMo is Over!
The other day (or yesterday, whatever) while I was still mostly asleep, my husband asked me if I was planning on running the Shippensburg Turkey Trot 5k on Thanksgiving morning. I had seen the banner hanging over top of King Street about it, but hadn’t looked into it at all, so I told him I … More I Can’t Take Him Anywhere
It’s that time of year again. The time when writers sit around the table at the writing implements of their choice and try to hammer out fifty thousand [coherent] words in thirty days. That’s right, it’s National Novel Writing Month. I participated in NaNo last year, and “won” with something like 52,200 words (or something … More Annual Insanity
All my life I spent in the Dark. Never Seeing Feeling Knowing For myself. I always listened to the Truths of others, Trusting them to guide me, Keep me from going astray Protect me in my naivete Lest I stumble. A sliver of Light, so far away. I run in the Dark stumble fall but … More The Shadowy Line
(From the Writer’s Digest Creative Writing Prompt First Day of School and continuation of the stories Rat in a Maze and Mouse Trapped) They never said I would dream, but the only time I remember that is during those unconscious times. That’s the only time I remember anything beyond the current missions they wake me … More Into the Trap
(From the Writer’s Digest Creative Writing Prompt Lunch Gone Wrong and a continuation of a previous story, Rat in a Maze) I’ll never get used to this…the waking up without knowledge of where I am or how I got here. While I don’t remember anything, the feeling is so familiar I know that I have … More Mouse Trapped
(Based on the Writer’s Digest Creative Writing prompt Aunt Edna’s Money) A frigid edge laces the autumn wind, whipping my hair in my face and chilling the tears on my cheeks. The promise of impending winter fits this wretched week with a poetic morbidity fit for a bad country song. Six days ago I got … More Out On A Ledge
(From the Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt 362, to capture a scene from a movie or book.) As Simon falls the River turns pushed to the breaking point. She faces the anger— the rage-filled beings that no longer reason. Blast door close, sealing her fate in the eyes of those she was with. Her movements … More How the River Flows