You write. You share. But you’re not making any money. ~ You write. You share. It helps heal old wounds. ~ You write. You share. It cleanses the soul. ~ You write. You share. Someone likes your work? ~ You write. You share. It lightens your heart. ~ You write. You share. Can someone elseContinue reading “Why I Write”
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Fallin’ leaves
Chico’s Blog
Part 1 Meet Ann. Ann lives a very quiet life in semi rural Kentucky. Ann always enjoyed writing. Mostly poetry. Writing was a way to express all those things she wanted to say but couldn’t. Too often emotions were used as weapons. The last thing she needed was her moment of weakness – that secondContinue reading “Chico’s Blog”
Broken
A dirt swatch To sit and watch An inner thrill An outward chill ~ Day after day Sit, watch, feel, pray Rare days you fly New sensations ply ~ Sleep came to my spot This little map dot Dreams of a time When automation is divine ~ No one else involved Problem solved We canContinue reading “Broken”
“Comparing yourself to others is the biggest killer of happiness.” Alux.com
Who is a popular author? That makes money at this? Stephen King comes to mind. “When he first graduated from college, he tried to find a position as a teacher but had no luck at first. King took a job in a laundry and continued to write stories in his spare time until late 1971,Continue reading ““Comparing yourself to others is the biggest killer of happiness.” Alux.com”
Winter season
Nosy friend? On his way to work, Chet pulled him over. “How are you this morning?” “I’m okay.” Chet got in the car with Oscar. “Look man, I’m only looking out for you okay. Please don’t hate me. I ran Little Miss’s plates. What she said at dinner worried me. She is either in someContinue reading “Winter season”
Winter Season
Two boosters please She was a little concerned that the health department wouldn’t be able to work her in but they did. No one was there. As they sat in the empty waiting room, Oscar noticed the confused look on her face. “What’s wrong?” “No one’s here.” She pointed around. “Is it because it’s cold?”Continue reading “Winter Season”
Jazzy fought the letter and the letter won?
Or Revenge is best served with super glue? Jazzy took the business sized letter from the mailman without even looking at it. Mail in any form meant work. They chatted for a moment about the forecast: snow. That dreaded S word. It was as effective as saying a real colorful metaphor. A true slap acrossContinue reading “Jazzy fought the letter and the letter won?”
You don’t need that!
You don’t need that. It wouldn’t do you any good. ~ You don’t need that. Stop dwelling on it. ~ You don’t need that. You know that’s right. ~ You don’t need that. It would make no difference in your life. ~ You don’t need that. Someone else needs it more than you. ~ YouContinue reading “You don’t need that!”
Winter Season
The Past Oscar just watched her. She had started swirling her water in the glass. He quickly changed the subject and more laughing ensued. Everyone had left; Oscar and Esther worked together this time to clean up the kitchen. She reached with her left arm to put something away in a cabinet above her head.Continue reading “Winter Season”
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