Detective Chief Inspector Warren looked on the prisoner nicknamed among the cops as the Canary, whose real name was Wilton Marbury III. Wilton was spilling all of the supposed secrets of the latest bungled heist. But, DCI Warren wondered if they could believe anything the Canary said, as lying had passed as normal behavior for... Continue Reading →
A Good Fable is Worth the Trip!
Photo courtesy of Morguefile June didn't care if the car wasn't able To be conspicous with all of those labels. She strapped her things on with a cable, Hoping with prayers that all would remain stable Until she made it home to sit at her mother's table And hear her dying mother relate one last... Continue Reading →
I Love Being an Encourager
It took me becoming a blogger to see this calling. I love to write, and, admittedly, seeing less than 20 people read the posts you thought were earth-shattering and would change the world for the better, shakes your faith in your writing abilities and makes you question if God truly meant for you to blog.... Continue Reading →
Water from a Book!
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie This week's prompt, reading, for Tale Weaver #277 from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie is an extension of last week's prompt on books. She walked into the place with the books, And her jaw dropped in utter pleasure. So many books to take home and read, Her joyfulness was without measure. She learned very young... Continue Reading →
Just One Moment!
Our first date lasted an eternity. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings. The prompt is Date.
The Heart of a Traveler
Not just anyone can an intrepid traveler be. Travel isn't for the faint of heart. Whatever can go wrong will, And surviving crises becomes an art. It helps to wear rose-colored glasses, Overlooking all that is much to bear. We keep our eyes on the prize, Wondrous places we get to share. Written for the... Continue Reading →
I Am Still Hopeful: Sunday Devotion #5
Lamentations 3:19-23 I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your... Continue Reading →
We Wake Up from Nightmares: First Line Friday
Someday, this will be over– only remembered like some half-felt and fading nightmare. Julia had stared out the window of the inpatient mental facility. She had wished so badly to be on the other side of the locked door. But, the panic attacks had just kept coming, and no medication cocktail seemed capable of stopping them... Continue Reading →
Libraries are “Essential” Services: Tale Weaver
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie The library has been closed in my town, And, for shame, I had to pay for my books. But Amazon doesn't give me the same feel, Without little reading crannies and nooks. Yet, there is no reason to keep them closed, For everyone social distances by choice. We find our books and... Continue Reading →
This Walk is for You, Old Thing!
As we started walking along the Silver Comet Trail on yesterday, I failed to notice that we were walking downhill most of the way, which meant that the way back would be all uphill. Before we left home, I made reference to this possibility to my husband, Douglas, the lifelong hiker, and he assured me... Continue Reading →