There once lived an artist, a woman of no profession. By law, she was a dependent, by nature, not capable of making choices, or so it was believed. Why should a woman have the option to choose anything without the…
View writingTo be drunk on nostalgia is to imagine everything is over, it’s never coming back, it almost never was. That this is not life anymore, it’s death, and you’re looking backwards to some time when you were alive, and you…
View writingI think not. Today is yet just another beginning. We’re simply taller. Xx
View writingA friend wanted advice about what to name her cat. She’d taken her daughter’s advice but didn’t like “Roman.” She suggested “Booker.” I thought it sounded like a kid’s word: booger. I don’t know whether kids say that anymore. I’m…
View writingAnd a greener grass, and a more loving husband, and a less expensive town, and a richer climate, and a newer shirt, and a cleaner home, and a taller tree, and a bigger dick, and a smarter kid, and a…
View writing(Note: Using these prompts to work on revision of my novel.) “Hear that?” Sarah’s voice pulled me from the deep place I’d been since my head hit the pillow. I’d spent close to 11 hours—every second of daylight we get…
View writingI certainly do not. One go-round in this troubled existence is quite enough for me thank you..though, if according to my beliefs the opposite is any where near true, we will repeat this wheel of pain and joy time after…
View writingShe was what you’d call a femme fatale. I mean, her sex appeal was lethal. She wore sheathe dresses and had a figure you’d die for. I was blown away when I saw her. You know the type—tumbling shiny hair,…
View writingWhen the gifted and delightful actress Kristen Bell was an undergraduate theater student at New York University, I was one of her fortunate acting teachers. I also had the privilege of casting her as the "Frank Mills" girl in a…
View writing“Here is a brighter garden,” Eve said to Adam. She gestured to the vast hills, rolling into the horizon. Adam was moody, feeling she’d been responsible for their predicament. “Don’t make it a predicament,” she urged. “It’s not such a…
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