A Close Call: First Line Friday, October 11, 2019

Carson pulled at his neck tie as the air became heavy with organ music and she approached clouded in white. Feeling as though he were about to suffocate was an indication that he didn't want to marry Allison, or anyone else, for that matter. But, maybe it was too late, as he watched Allison seem... Continue Reading →

I Wish I Had Just One Picture of You: Friday Fictioneer

Photo by Ted Strutz Marla sifted through the photos, hoping to find one of her beloved older sister, Catherine. They had been inseparable as children, and Catherine was her hero, fearless as any of the boys in the neighborhood. Her bravery had caused her a lot of problems with Mama, but Marla had loved cheering... Continue Reading →

Enjoy the Beauty Close to Home

I suggested Douglas and I walk on the walking trail that had been prominent in the decision to buy our home. In the eight weeks that we have lived here, we have driven to the Silver Comet Trail to hike, rather than simply walk a couple of blocks and hit the trail near us. But,... Continue Reading →

Send it Back: Three Things Challenge #28

Caroline never sent food back in restaurants, no matter how bad it tasted. Her mother had taught her that it was impolite to point out people's failures. But tonight her peas were too mushy and the steak was cold, with the gravy ramifying across her plate. She started to leave, but decided that, for once,... Continue Reading →

Oh, Sweet Silence! OctPoWriMo 2019, Day 11

Oh, sweet silence that surrounds me, I have searched high and low for you. As the mother of five boisterous kids, Loud noise was my nightly bugaboo. But now they have all left the nest, And I can finally hear myself think. So, I turn off the television and phone, And of your sweetness, I... Continue Reading →

Learn to Appreciate Being Alone: Tale Weaver #244

With boldness, John split from the rest of the group, finally refusing be a party to their inability to accept different points of view. He wandered across the moor, enjoying a rare moment alone. He had thought that there was nothing better than being constantly surrounded by people who believed the lessons he had been... Continue Reading →

Goodbye, Dear Heart: Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille

The old you held me. I am orphaned while you live. I'll say goodbye now. Written for Heeding Haiku with Cheverefeuille. The prompt for this week is dementia, a difficult subject to experience and write on.

Making Connections: Three Things Challenge #26

Jessie was excited to find the lace napkins that belonged to her great-grandmother. They brought her a sense of security in a world of disposable items. These napkins connected her to the old country, as her Nonna used to call her former home. Written for the Three Things Challenge from Pensitivity 101: excited, lace, and... Continue Reading →

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