writing

Clarity

When I was a teenager I would sit on the floor in my bedroom, right behind the door. There was a…

8 years ago

He’s Not Coming Back

*I wrote this post quickly and on the fly last night. But the thoughts are older than that, meaning these…

8 years ago

Ten Years A Blogger

Today is my ten-year blog-iversary. Yes, that's right, TEN years. Hard to believe! I wish I had screen shots of…

8 years ago

So You Say You’re Writing a Book, Huh?

I'm going to be honest with y'all right write up front. I started writing a book for #NaNoWriMo and I…

8 years ago

My Bicycle

The other day I borrowed my neighbor's bicycle so I could do a few "laps" around the neighborhood. Many months…

8 years ago

Behind the Wiper

I kind of hope it doesn't rain anytime soon because there's a leaf stuck behind the left windshield wiper on my van.…

8 years ago

New Roads

Last weekend I took a little trip to a fairly familiar place; a city I've visited to a few times before.…

8 years ago

Mistaken

Last night I stood by the stove top, in front of a pan full of taco meat, something I have…

8 years ago

They Go Together

The gray sky covered like a blanket, but not a cozy one. Instead, scratchy and uncomfortable. The water poured from…

8 years ago

A Random Saturday

The only two sounds I hear are the dryer as the clothes tumble around in the heat, and the air…

8 years ago

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