Category: Writing

Winter Window

If you are going to have winter, have a fine winter window. Make it beautiful so you remember to love what is cold and difficult. Make yourself happy with the frost. ________________ Originally published in 2016

Meeting Michael Douglas

[Prompt: Who is the most famous or infamous person you have ever met?] I went to a meet and greet today to meet and greet Michael Douglas who had flown to Wisconsin from L.A. on behalf of Michael Bloomberg. The meet and greet was… Continue Reading “Meeting Michael Douglas”

And In Today’s News

Ca-pit-u-la-tion Turn your pockets inside out Hear their change jingle ___________________ Photo by Sarbasri Bhaumik on Unsplash

100 Word Story: Who You Meet at the Street Protest (FICTION)

The car swerved toward her. The driver jammed on the brakes. She stepped back waiting for him to leap out of the car and berate her for holding a sign defending free speech. He slammed the door hard, rushed over to her, she moved… Continue Reading “100 Word Story: Who You Meet at the Street Protest (FICTION)”

The Art of Turning Around

It was getting late. We’d already gone to one campground, after traveling maybe five miles down a dirt road, that displayed a Campground Full sign. It was very hot – 102 degrees but, as they say, out West, it’s a dry heat. Absent the… Continue Reading “The Art of Turning Around”

Unburying the Undead

I’m reading a story at our writing group’s ‘showcase’ on Sunday afternoon. I loved the story I’m going to read until today when I told a very accomplished writer friend about it. “Send it to me,” he said, so when I got home, I… Continue Reading “Unburying the Undead”

One at a Time – Here We Go

The revision process has officially begun. I have about twenty short stories that I’m hoping to turn into a respectable collection. The package has already gone out to an editor who gave me back twelve pages of direction about the readiness of each story,… Continue Reading “One at a Time – Here We Go”

Swirl

There were 200 dogs in the dog yard. Each one was tethered to a raised wooden platform with a big plastic cylinder that worked as a doghouse. Each dog’s name was on a sign on his platform, some had sleds parked in front. The… Continue Reading “Swirl”

I Call Myself a Writer

What I enjoy most about writing is thinking I can’t and then doing it. I like a blank page. I like pulling an idea out of the cotton candy that is often my brain. And I like how writing that one true sentence gives… Continue Reading “I Call Myself a Writer”

100 Word Story: Broken Place

After a while, folks got used to the falling down house. At first, there were complaints, neighborhood meetings, calls to city officials. All to no avail, rats appeared. Parents kept their kids away, don’t ride your bike there. The owner of the falling down… Continue Reading “100 Word Story: Broken Place”