My journal of big words and pretty pictures
She is quite ordinary. A middle-aged, work-from-home mother of two adult children, married to her college sweetheart, living in a small rancher in small-town America, with a cat and a dog, and more debt than can be paid off in her lifetime. She spends her days puttering around an empty home, dusting the same bookcase … Continue reading Fading from view
Today's a special day for me. I will mark this down on my calendar as an auspicious event, one that deserves an annual celebration. Today, I take up the mantle of 100 Word Challenge, inheriting a favorite writing prompt from word-meister extraordinaire, Velvet Verbosity. Lately, I've been reading Ransom Riggs' Miss Peregrine's Peculiar Children trilogy. I … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Peculiar
Goodwood Duxford tales... He found her sitting under a spreading magnolia tree at the center of Gramberly Cemetery. The moon was waning but there was still enough light that her cornsilk-yellow hair seemed to glow. She had her back turned when he walked up. Sitting on a wrought-iron bench, her hands were clasped and laid daintily … Continue reading The death of me
Writer’s Block [noun] the state of stymied inspiration; unable to coherently write or lacking the ability to form new ideas or create new storylines; when the voices in your head stop talking to you. We all need a little help, or a gentle push, sometimes to get our imagination going. Other times, it’s fun to … Continue reading Getting the word out
"I'm still standing better than I ever did.." ~ Elton John, "I'm Still Standing." I have rheumatoid arthritis. The disease is bilateral, which means that it affects both sides of the body. Whereas, osteoarthritis can damage a right knee, or left elbow. If you have RA, both knees are affected, or both elbows. My RA … Continue reading Still standing
He packed his bags and said all his good-byes. It was time for his last journey. There were tears and clutching, wailing and beseeching, so many reasons why he needed to stay. His only reason to go he said was, "because.” At first light, he left his home, locked the front door, and didn’t turn back. One … Continue reading A wise man travels
Thin spiral notebook 