Sometimes I think these Creative Caffeine daily prompts follow me around and read into exactly what is happening in my life at the moment...of course other times, the prompts are so purely poetic, my imagination takes its bravest leap and…
View writing"What are they doing?", I asked. "He's a water witch and he's looking for a good place to drill a well", John replied. "A what?" "He's a water witch, he has the ability or power or something that allows him…
View writingTrimmy invited me to join her in playing Pickle Ball. I had never seen anyone playing the game but knew that it was played on a court that looked like a miniature tennis court. I have played a huge amount…
View writingThe New Routine Mugs were good because they had handles, so I could hold the cup with one hand and my spoon in the other, far away enough from my mouth that if dad came to a sudden stop I’d…
View writingViolet still burned with hot, red rage every time her mother had the gall to mention the mere existence of Violet’s stepfather. The years should have dampened Violet’s oversimplified, adolescent, headstrong certainty of Al’s culpability in her father’s death. But…
View writingLong before I met John and dreamed of a happily married life, I fantasized about life in a nunnery, a life spent studying. Of course, there were no longer any nunneries in England and never had been during my lifetime.…
View writingThe property is located in Southern Sweden amidst fields of barley, potatoes, corn, strawberries and more. Also very present are horse stables and barns among the rolling hills. Just to the East one can view the Baltic Sea which provides…
View writingI've never liked waiting around for the cast to come out and greet audience members after a performance. I started doing it about 20 years ago, when I started dating my ex, who was heavily involved in community theater. Because…
View writingShadowing my big sister during the holidays was tough work. Once, I heard her getting supplies out of the hallway closet. The sliding sound of gift wrap tubes pulled from the hallway shelf called to me. She walked. I followed.…
View writingMarvelous is the word I'm picking up from the prompt. I'm thinking about a time when I was quite young. Perhaps for maybe 5, lying on. the lawn in our front yard on Chestnut Ave. Looking up into the blue…
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