My words
posted over 3 years ago, updated 3 minutes later | 3 comments
I don't know what there is about writing in the early morning hours that calls me each day.
I love to awaken to th...
The Pirate and the moth
posted over 3 years ago, updated 3 minutes later | 4 comments
I've entered these two quite different drabbles in a contest. They are 100 words, no more no less, and quite different. Which do you like better?
MOTH HOUSE
Wicked Harry’s pirating days were over. He was locked in the stockade at Fort Matanzas, ...
MOTH HOUSE
Wicked Harry’s pirating days were over. He was locked in the stockade at Fort Matanzas, ...
Spring's lament
posted over 3 years ago, updated 6 days later | 2 comments
I’ve been wondering of late what it is about Spring that brings such rapture to the soul. So, I’ve spent the last few weeks walking around and observing it. You know, it really is remarkable.
After all, Spring is a time of rebirth and renewal. As...
After all, Spring is a time of rebirth and renewal. As...
Dreamer's Dream
posted over 3 years ago, updated about 11 hours later | 4 comments
When I'm writing, my imagination ebbs and flows. It takes me to some amazing places. It mellows me and leaves me content, and I just figured out why when I read this poem:
Dreamer’s Dream
A loving angel came to me in dreams.
She showed me life'...
Dreamer’s Dream
A loving angel came to me in dreams.
She showed me life'...
April drabble
posted over 3 years ago | 2 comments
Just the other day, a sultry voice called and a woman named April declared she “wanted me.”
“What makes you think you could handle me?” I asked.
She promised to treat me like no woman had treated me before. So, of course, I played along. Before I...
“What makes you think you could handle me?” I asked.
She promised to treat me like no woman had treated me before. So, of course, I played along. Before I...
Death by cell phone
posted over 3 years ago, updated 11 days later | 3 comments
Matt Marton’s life was a mess. A freelance photographer, he seldom knew from one day to the next what or how each day would unfold. He had busy days, hectic days, and some days that made no sense at all. Then, of course, he would have slow days, t...
October drabbles
posted over 4 years ago, updated 2 minutes later | 1 comment
Here are three 100-word essays, of which only one can be entered in the Writers Club's Halloween Drabble Contest. Which of the three do you like the best?
Dead Drunk
He was alone except for the snarling, red apparition that waved for him to fol...
Dead Drunk
He was alone except for the snarling, red apparition that waved for him to fol...
For my birthday, I've taken a Pirate name
posted over 4 years ago, updated 1 day later | 2 comments
It's not every day one turns 58. With that in mind, I've decided to take on another name, one of a swash buckler. Call me writer2 if you dare. You can avoid the plank and the wrath of my sidekick Mary by adopting my new handle.
My pirate...
My pirate...
I'm old enough to know better, but...
posted over 4 years ago, updated 8 months later | 2 comments
I know I’m old enough to know better, but I can’t resist the little things in life that are not good for my health, my psyche, my soul, etc. I like them, and I have given up trying to resist them any longer. For instance:
Is there anything better...
Is there anything better...
