Bench by the Road found in Gullah Museum in Hilton Head, SC. It honors Toni Morrison and her book Beloved. Books were my salvation and my sanity as a child. Abandoned by both parents and constantly living in strangers' homes, books of all subjects helped me see that the world was bigger than my hometown.... Continue Reading →
Fandango asked the following question, and I felt compelled to answer it: If there are only three things in life that truly matter, what do you think they are and why did you choose those three? In no particular order, my answers to the question are: Being Loved as a Child: it is in being... Continue Reading →
Photo by Annija Veldre What's next in life when you've lived beyond your dreams? I've been to places I could never have imagined as a little girl? I've gathered the momentos of each impossible adventure, And carry them in my heart as if I hold in my hands the world. Looking back at the poverty... Continue Reading →
Kauai, Hawaii 2012 Open a good book! Escape to another world! Solace and pure joy! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge: Solace and Open.
As I sit around the house, once again advised not to venture far from home because of the surge in the coronavirus, I wondered if I didn't need a new dream. So, I am daring to dream of becoming a published novel writer. I thought about entering the National Novel Writing Month challenge, but I... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read. Brian always sighed when he thought of all of the knowledge denied to him because he was illiterate. He was successful, so people assumed that he could read, but because of the immense shame he... Continue Reading →
From Mindlovemisery's Menagerie I sought a place where I could find peace Away from their awful naming and looks. I found it not in a dark and gloomy place, But between the pages of amazing books. Oh, how enchanted I became as I read Of peoples who resided in distance lands. What relief to finally... Continue Reading →
I want to one day write short stories, so I thought I would try to pen one here. Any feedback would be appreciated. Sophia picked up the old red lunchbox and was disappointed to see that it looked quite ordinary for an object with supposedly special powers. As she listened to her mother's instructions regarding... Continue Reading →
Hiding in the closet, a book in her hands, Janie mentally escaped from the fighting and screaming of her parents. As a precocious five year old, she could disappear into far-away places when reading books, safe in their pages. The years passed, and she married and became the parent. Life was mildly sardonic, seemingly filled... Continue Reading →
Sitting in the very top seats at the orchestra, Carly could hear the music and singing just fine, but she barely could see the conductor. The program tonight was music from Andrew Lloyd Webber. She loved all of the songs, for they reminded her of the time she had visited London? It was 1997, and... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 