The other day I saw this statistic "over 770,000 new books will be released this year." (Don't remember where I read it though) These books are from authors who are well-known and those, who are like me, not so well-known. I asked myself this question, "Why do I write?" Why do I write if I am such a… Continue reading Why do we Write?
We all start out in the world, naked. A clean slate in which life dabs a pen and begins to write. It's a unique experience being a part of life's story. We all are in one big book that keeps going on and on. It doesn't stop when I die, it gets carried on in a sequel with my children… Continue reading A Journey with Life’s Pen.
For those who have camping on the brain... Closer to the Clouds It is the rustling of the wind, or, perhaps the play of trees. The gentle sound of a hushed whisper, coming up over the mountain yonder way. Movement in rolling waves, as the breeze caresses the tops of… Continue reading “Closer to the Clouds”
Well I thought I would offer a bit of short horror after the day of love. This little story won a Literary Award and was published in the Corn Creek Review. Thought some might like to see what happens when love goes wrong. Vengeance The figure was always a shadow, half hidden behind outdated… Continue reading Small bite of Horror from Collection of short stories “Lucifer’s Dead Lady Bugs”
The Lonely Shore Weather has changed Water cooler Leaves fallen from glory Lie beat, discarded Tossed about by the careless wind Rattling in discontent as they tumble and skip It understands This sense of emptiness This lonely shore Warmth is fleeting Sand, once filled with summer light Obscured now, by grayness… Continue reading “The Lonely Shore”
I took out an old story from one of my writing groups. We had to use the last man on Earth prompt. I added some things and took away some things from my original version, and created a little something different. Hope you enjoy! It was the last night for the last man on Earth, and… Continue reading Sci Fi Short Story – Different take on “The Last Man on Earth.”
Whispers floated from the back of the building, the soft words emanating from the office of old Ms. Pemberton. Clare squinted at the closed door. Shaking her head, she flipped the lights back on in the main room of the small town library and briskly walked down the corridor. Kids, she thought to herself, can’t… Continue reading Whispers in a Library – another excerpt from “Lucifer’s Dead Lady Bug Files”
Lucky enjoying "his" boat. Shhhh, don't tell him its ours.Today Lucky wanted me to do a blog on him, so I am. Kev and I got Lucky just about the time we reconnected two years ago. He's been the best little dog ever, and has turned out to be a "boat" dog. Lucky was abandoned… Continue reading Lucky’s Post – My dog wanted the limelight today.