My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Goodwood Duxford tales... “This all has me so discombobulated.” Goodwood Duxford sat next to Grace Leighton on a small, concrete, grieving bench near her grave site. He was seeking the dearly-departed, Widow Leighton’s help in quashing a wraith uprising. An uprising much like the one that killed Goody’s great-grandfather, Egbert. “How can I help you … Continue reading Secret weapon
I sit at my great-grandmother’s knee on the porch of her old farmhouse. A tangle of wool sheared from her Cheviots sheep, dyed a bright yellow from sedge grass I gathered last fall, is wound loosely around my hands. She lifts the wool from my outstretched arms, twisting the yarn into a small ball of … Continue reading Spinning yarns
Clutter is a way of life at my house. I used to say that my home wasn’t messy, it was “lived in.” It’s not that I haven’t tried to get control of the tsunami of accumulated STUFF, but most of it isn’t mine and getting rid of any of it would set off an epic … Continue reading 100 Word Challenge: Yarn
Tiny, plastic American flags lined both sides of the road leading into the complex. A light wind flipped the tips of each one sending a synchronized crackling down the rows. No one knew who put out the flags, only that by first light on July 4, they were in place leading from the main, public … Continue reading In pursuit of justice
There wasn’t enough space in the garage for the old waiting room chairs, so Eugene left them out front, the bucket seats filling up with dirty rainwater that poured off the tarpaper roof. He remembered always sitting in a yellow chair while he waited at Dr. Wilford's for one of his therapy sessions. After Dr. … Continue reading Every other Thursday
For one brief, hopeful moment, Earle believed that he might make it out of his predicament alive, but then she stopped smiling. As far as murderers go, Trixie was exceptionally polite, remembering to say, “please,” and “thank you,” while she was tying him to a kitchen chair, and when she asked him where he kept … Continue reading Kill ’em with kindness
Thin spiral notebook 