100 Word Challenge: Your name here

Antebellum house with old oak trees draped in Spanish Moss

September 14, 2016July 1, 2017 ~ Tara R. ~ 11 Comments

Up until the day I was born - two weeks early - my parents were convinced I was to be their second born son. Due to that belief, the name picked for my birth certificate was, “Russell,” a cherished family name. When faced with a surprise daughter, as my mother tells me, she did a … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Your name here

Mob rules

September 9, 2016 ~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

I step to the edge Staring into the abyss Shouts from below, “Jump!”

Looking back

September 8, 2016April 30, 2018 ~ Tara R. ~ 5 Comments

Looking back, Widow Winslow wasn’t a very convincing recluse. She’d only come into town Saturday mornings when she’d drive her 1955 Ford Fairlane to the Farmer’s Market where she rarely spoke to anyone other than to ask Satchel Brewster about his heirloom tomatoes or haggle with Natty Crowe for some of his sourdough buns. Sometimes … Continue reading Looking back

Muses’ revenge

September 8, 2016 ~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

With hammer and chisel, ancient masters chipped away jagged shards of stone bringing forth images of man and woman so lifelike that had they opened their eyes and breathed it would have been evidence of their holy birth. Arduous and time-consuming, sculpting of old was not an efficacious method of artistic expression. In the modern … Continue reading Muses’ revenge

100 Word Challenge: Recluse

September 7, 2016July 1, 2017 ~ Tara R. ~ 11 Comments

For the past several weeks, I’ve been without a car. Well, that’s not entirely true. I’ve been driving my daughter’s car which has a broken A/C - said broken A/C is the reason I’m driving my daughter’s car. Her dad and I are helping her get it fixed. Not paying for it mind you, but … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Recluse