Monthly Archives: June 2011
On Being a Night Owl
I am a night owl. It is in my genes¾I inherited this tendency from my parents. It was not uncommon for Mom and Dad to be up drinking coffee at all hours of the night into the early morning. So … Continue reading
Facebook and Me
Facebook conjures up a lot of images in many people’s minds¾everything from a place where unsuspecting young people sabotage their careers by posting pictures of a big night partying or a vehicle for cyber bulling , or where those who … Continue reading
The Rest of the Story–Sophie
I hurry into the pantry. My heart is beating so fast that I can barely breathe. Twenty years of being careful , of working menial jobs, and watching my back screwed up in a minute. Was that really Lee? There’s … Continue reading
Sophie Part II
Hi all, I get it–you need to know how the story about Sophie ends. FYI–my writing style is a type some people call organic–the story writes itself. Once I have an idea and start writing, the characters and situations lead … Continue reading
A story
This story is a short, short story ( also called Flash Fiction) Hope you enjoy it! Sophie My cabin, while snug, was beautifully appointed. Standing on the compact balcony I breathed deeply of the fresh salt air. The ship rode … Continue reading
Friends
Hello ! This post is a little different than some of the earlier ones. I don’t usually write poems. Especially because I never like the end product. But this reads a little like prose and it does fit into the … Continue reading
Roller Coaster Ride
I feel like my emotions have been on an out-of-control roller coaster ride this week. My week started with a celebration—my brother Brian was ordained as a Methodist Elder. This is a major milestone in his life—it seals his commitment … Continue reading
Aunt Virginia
My Aunt Virginia died. She was my godmother,was a constant in my life and, at times, my surrogate mom. She made the worst oatmeal and the best Rocky Road fudge. She was known for being no-nonsense and strict, but … Continue reading
Longing
Longing feels like loss, but is hopeful for restitution…for rebirth… for renewal. Loss leaves a void, one that seems to beg to be filled, but how? How do you bridge the void? New ideas, new friends, reinventing … Continue reading
Insomnia
Insomnia—a dreaded word. And a dreaded condition. It conjures up images of tired people barely getting through the day in zombie-like trances. I have insomnia. Sometimes it’s not so bad and I sleep more or less regularly. I go to … Continue reading