My journal of big words and pretty pictures
More of Andrew's story... The apartment was stark. There were no photographs, nor artwork on the walls, and only dingy white paint throughout the two-room walk-up. Minimal furniture was all Andrew needed since he never entertained guests. He took his meals at a small, wobbly card table. Andrew owned one plate, one bowl, one glass, … Continue reading In plain sight
Annalise was the epitome of the facinorous step-mother. She was conniving, mercurial, jealous, vacuous, and insecure. That she was only eight years older than her new husband’s only child, Ashley, made the family dynamic the perfect fodder for a Lifetime Movie, or the lede for the Times Picayune’s Wednesday Police Blotter. Ashley simply had to … Continue reading Ransom is missing
Weather worn, ancient Old bones creaking, complaining Winter winds blowing
I went to the doctor Complaining about my eyes. No matter how much I narrowed my view, I couldn’t see my present clearly. When I squinted, my lids mere slits, Everything remained dim and hazy. When I looked to my future I couldn’t see the long-term. Shading my vision against Glaring stars and shiny promises, … Continue reading Hindsight
Norma Feherty didn’t believe that anyone was truly clairvoyant. People could be extremely intuitive, or observant. They could be experts at misdirection or mental sleight of hand, but no one had vatic visions. That was, she didn’t believe until she met Madam Weronika Nagy. She wasn’t one of those trailer psyches who asked open-ended questions. … Continue reading A square inside a circle
After several weeks of stress and frustration, I finally had a chance to get away and let go of all my troubles. I headed to the beach. It's like going camping. I brought a chair and blanket; a windbreak umbrella; a cooler full of lunch, drinks and snacks; a good book; sunscreen and a wide-brim floppy … Continue reading It’s been a good day
Thin spiral notebook 