Tag: writing
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Silver Linings
I thought that I’d take a break from my fictional story this afternoon, and write about something that has been on my mind lately (non-fiction). As many (or most) of you already know, I started this blog back in 2016 for the purpose of sharing the story of my journey into recovery, and my newfound…
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The Tale of Ms. Maddie
It was 3:15 p.m. on Tuesday, so Benny picked up his pace as he headed to his weekly tutoring session with Ms. Maddie. He knew she’d be furious. She despised tardiness, and he was already fifteen minutes late. Most of the students loved Ms. Maddie, especially the boys – since she was easy on the…
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The Visitor
I look down at these tiny people, And I am bewildered. A strange race, these humans. Bickering, name calling, violence. So much anger, too much hate. Not just here… in this city I am visiting, It appears to be worldwide. And in this thing they call Twitter. So evil, the things they say. Too unkind. I…
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The Fall
Fiction & Illustration The Return of Scarlett While Harris, the chauvinistic film producer, was busy wooing Mrs. Moodie, Scarlett was busy with Alec, the gentleman from the gala. Mrs. Moodie’s revenge plot had been put on hold, for the time being, but her anger still festered. It wasn’t the fact that Scarlett had left her…
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Sand Castles
Haiku & Photo Art Fleeting memories, Building castles in the sand, Smell of sun tan oil. Colored umbrellas, Wet seashells in my pocket, Salty ocean breeze. Pizza and soda, Surfers looking for “the” wave, Orange and pink sunset. Kids laugh, lovers smile, Beach life offers brief reprieve, Fleeting memories. Now that I’m out of “story…
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The Man in the Window
THE CONCLUSION The driver, who had wandered off looking for cell service, was nowhere to be found, and the passengers were out of the bus and ready to explore. “Wait!” Syd shouted, running back into the bus. There was a bit of a ruckus inside, and he came out holding up a carefully selected item…
a sprinkle of faith 