Flore sputtered, shocked into swallowing the wrong way. “Excuse me, what?” “Couldn’t you be imagining it?” Amy said. “I’m sorry, I know I’m your friend so you probably think I should be taking your side. And maybe I should. But…

We limited humans tend to see only what is in front of us, and if you are a catatrophizer like I am, being stuck in that limited view of the “now is forever” can be agonizingly painful and anxiety ridden.…

His name is Peter…..and miraculous as it may seem, he is 25 years younger than me! We’ve been married 22 years, and are happier with each other every passing day. He came to me as a private acting student at…

"You weren't there for me!" Flore cried out. Everything was liquid; tears stung her eyes, and saliva sputtered as the words escaped from a dank inner chamber. "You weren't there when it mattered, when everything went to shit. You just…

(Continued from the last I sent you.) It was a beautiful day, the kind we didn’t get often in the Pacific Northwest. Completely clear skies, sunlight filtering down through the branches of the Douglas Firs the logging company hadn’t gotten…

[continuing with some characters in my novel!] Soccer. Ravi fell in love with soccer shortly after he learned to walk. On the way back from a weekend in Spain, Goofy Uncle Neil had impulsively decided that a full size soccer…

So yeah. My favorite subjects are P.E., Viking Club, American Lit & American History. I just don't have a head for figures in Math class. My Quiz Scores average 60. The only thing that saves my grade in Math is…

"You don't know me," Flore repeated, low and slow. The words surfaced from a place deeper than anger. "How dare you." Only a rustle punctuated the silence, and Flore pictured Damien's shrug. That contemptible shrug filled her with disgust, now.…

……….in my underwear…..not totally naked, but naked enough….and I danced with abandon to, who else? Barry Manilow…….and I’d sing as I danced because his music opened my emotional heart and like some weepy teen, I was laid bare by Barry.…

"Then that settles it," Flore said. "You don't want to move here, and I can't leave. We're done." She hesitated, though she hated herself for it as she heard herself waver, "Aren't we?" Her phone screen had gone dark. She…

There is one thing you can count on, though using the word “permanent” to describe it may appear contradictory and meaningless, as the two ideas seem to cancel each other out. One thing that is forever so, always in residence,…