Category: Writing

Pass the Buck Dogs

The First Time I Saw….Pass the Buck Dogs See the ball? What ball? The one she just threw. Oh, go get it. You go get it. No, it’s your turn. I’m tired. Play with her. Run. Make her glad. No. You. _____________________ Written in… Continue Reading “Pass the Buck Dogs”

Durable Goods

Today I folded a fitted sheet that my mother made for their bed bought in 1939; I can see her, a young woman, a baby on the way, the geometry and seams perfect. ____________________ This is one in a series of 33-word stories.

Say Goodbye

“You can’t come back here.” She stopped him on the road where he was creeping along in his old blue truck, and told him to roll down his window so he would hear exactly what she was saying. “You’re not welcome here. You need… Continue Reading “Say Goodbye”

You’re More Than Your Wounds

The Band-Aid might be huge but it doesn’t cover your whole body. There are well parts to you. If I asked you to look at the well parts of yourself and not at the Band-Aid, could you do it? Or is the Band-Aid all… Continue Reading “You’re More Than Your Wounds”

Surviving the Polar Vortex

The lifeline is speeding along white pavement, lifting onto the stilted bridge, shades of blue water and islands thick with mangroves, hand surfing the wind outside the rolled down window, hair blowing wild. _________ Seven Mile Bridge, Florida Keys

A Day to Celebrate

I wasn’t there the day my son was born. On no other day of the year is this fundamental truth so striking. He had, or maybe still has, another mother, the one who was there the day he was born. While I’m conscious of… Continue Reading “A Day to Celebrate”

The Describe This Picture Contest

Why is the bar in Toyland out of reach of the mermaid in her tiny swing, the dog in his football jersey standing watch while the lost dolls swoon on the piano bench?

In a Nutshell

Never looked before leaping, turned out okay. ___________________ A 7-word autobiography inspired by this morning’s Brain Pickings posting. If you don’t follow BP on Facebook, you should. Amazingly interesting. And try doing a 7-word autobiography. It’s fun trying to sum it all up.

Do You Always Ride the Clutch Like That?

I was driving my ’72 VW Beetle down the tight circular ramp from the top floor of the parking ramp. My boss, who sometimes doubled as a friend, sat next to me, his notebooks and papers on his knee, watching me play the clutch… Continue Reading “Do You Always Ride the Clutch Like That?”

3 Word Throw-Down

The Trifecta folks may have outdone themselves on the brevity front with this challenge: A New Year’s resolution in three words.  Here’s mine: Accelerate through curves.