He was a phantom of mythological proportions. Spoken in hushed, reverent tones, legends of his daring adventures passed from father to son. He was larger than life, strong beyond measure, wiser than all the elders. He was a god. He was also a lie. A hero of tall tales whispered to lackadaisical children, he was … Continue reading We need a hero
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The mark
It’s not like she could readily erase her mark. She made sure her clothing covered it, as the law dictated. Wearing long sleeves and high collars in the summer made her stand out, but she could play it off as modesty. The stigma of carrying the mark, surely, was clear on her face. She knew … Continue reading The mark
Why is religious bigotry acceptable
I don’t talk specifically about my faith very often because, even at 50, I haven’t figured it all out. Occasionally, religion creeps into my fiction, or I’ll touch on collateral issues, but I loath proselytizing. What I believe, and how I put my faith into practice is very personal. I don’t even insist that my … Continue reading Why is religious bigotry acceptable
Going to hell in a handbasket
A singing whale, a reluctant vampire, a brilliant fool or an artistic master - all characters with Moore appeal than your average dramatis personae. The best, by far, is BFF Biff’s narrative about the early years of a heavenly prince - Lamb. While condemning an unrepentant thief, I discovered what influenced the message my savior … Continue reading Going to hell in a handbasket
Hi, pretty lady…
SNAKE WARNING! Paradise downfall Temptation woman's ruin Serpent fears linger I'm beginning to believe that I am a snake magnet. Seems I can't take a simple hike, or rake leaves without uncovering a slithering reptile. I'm not afraid of snakes. I find them fascinating, and have a keen respect for them. Doesn't keep me from … Continue reading Hi, pretty lady…
Conversion conversations
One foible of working from home is the great temptation to stay in pajamas all day, sans bra and makeup. It can make for awkward encounters if you feel compelled to open your front door. He blushed a shade of pink that reminded me of a newly washed baby, a color that I wished I … Continue reading Conversion conversations

