It’s a two for one . . . and that makes three. It makes no sense to keep a record of rubber bands. I use a fair… Read more “Keeping a Record of Rubber Bands and Ow, that hurts!”
Come back later for “A Record of Rubber Bands” and ” Ow, that hurts. “
Show us grace, show us glory Turn the pages of our story Pull the bookmark from within Another chapter to begin! Edit side plots with your hand… Read more “A Writer’s Prayer”
Faciam honorifice . . . I have been here before. Stuck. I wrote about it here last year, and by a confluence of events and circumstances today I… Read more “Honorable Discharge”
Don’t ask me how I ended up at Ray’s Farm last night and by a singular miracle picked up the last chestnut of this season. Don’t ask,… Read more “I’m gonna tell you anyway . . .”
Ambling I’d be sauntering but I’m in a mail truck all day looking at these: More later, I imagine.
Too slow . . . Too cute. Too evocative.
I woke up whis-per-ing your name. Tomorrow it will be the same. Opening my eyes comes easy . . . [Smile. I’m writing this word: “Cheesy”.] Battered,… Read more “Tomorrow it will be the same.”