My journal of big words and pretty pictures
My passion is to see the things that no one else sees, and to capture that moment. During a recent morning walk, I noticed what appeared to be a tiny side mirror from a bike or scooter on the ground. At first, I passed it by, only to backtrack and take the shot with my smartphone. … Continue reading When passion is possession
I'm giving the National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) another go. February was a bit of a bust, and left me feeling inadequate. It is the shortest month of the year, and somehow I couldn't manage to post every day... bygones. This month, May, the theme is "Photo." I have a strategy. I think that's the … Continue reading NaBloPhoTo
I hold my tongue, when instead I want to lash out. The idiocy that is uttered Stuns the senses, numbs the brain. Can those thoughts be from genuine understanding? Are they a reckless regurgitation Of the company line? Can you explain what you mean, Do you mean what you say, Or are you just plain mean? … Continue reading Out of the ashes
The story so far... Old Wives’ Tale James Carson huddled with Pappy for a long time after the travelers left the bus. His contempt for Charles was palpable. Amelia was grateful for James’ careful attention to her bag, and Olivia’s welcoming embrace. From Pappy’s bus, James unloaded their belongings. He let Amelia hold her duffle in … Continue reading Tin woman
The story so far… Old Wives’ Tale “This don’t concern you, Roxie,” Roger said. “I don’t even know why you’re here, it’s none of your business.” Roger was on the defensive the minute Marshall and I arrived. He refused to talk about his aunt and became hostile when I told him about discovering the bodies … Continue reading A family matter
Standing firm can be pointless when being unmovable means being unfeeling. You can be true to yourself, steadfast in your beliefs, without being unkind. You can be moved to take action without trampling those who don’t share your ideals. I don’t have to agree with you to respect you. I don’t have to insult you, … Continue reading Move along
Thin spiral notebook 