I enter the crowded room but see only one. Her small frame is dressed in red and black with just a splash of silver. Her presence dominates the room but motions only to me." As I approach, I sense her passion and move beside her. Placing my hand on her shoulder, I feel her respond with warmth. I hear a whisper of contentment, then a request. "Let's go." We quietly back out together. I slide into her. "I've be...
I remember sitting in class in high school watching the other kids socialize and grab-ass. Their laughter ringing in my ears as if life was a plate of oysters, each one filled with pearls. I was the oldest of eight kids with parents who were selfish, self-centered abusers, but they aren’t the subject of this tale. Each morning I would have to get my brothers and sisters up, feed them breakfast, and comb their hair to get...
1. NaIgnoNaNoWriMo: Just ignore all the NaNoWriMo hoopla and hype. Pretend you didn’t read this or anything else about the writing frenzy that occurs every November. Yeah, yeah, I know it’s almost impossible to ignore NaNoWriMo anymore. But you can say you did. I promise not to tell anyone otherwise.2. NaNanoWriMo: In the short time remaining, craft some kick-ass nano fiction. Whether it’s five words or fifty, nano ficti...
Dedicated to my precious cousin, an IBS sufferer, without whom I would never have the keen appreciation that I do for my own regularity.***An IBS Christmas***It probably does seem myopicjuxtaposing this bad topicwith icons of Christmas cheer and joy.But I am not a boorish blokeand IBS is not a joke.I wish to raise awareness, not annoy.When peristaltic ebbs and flowsthat do affect both core and noseinduce a life of restric...
As a parent, you warn your kids about the dangers of the world. Hopefully, they grow up safe and sound, after heeding your good advice. I had managed to do just that, I raised three boys to their mid-twenties and they are good men. I proudly passed on my sense of humor and sarcastic outlook on life to them. I was not aware that I had passed on one other thing. The idea that if you are upset with or mad about something,...
Why is it…The kitchen trash always needs to be emptied the day before trash pick up…The manufacturer always recommends a maximum 60w bulb in a fixture, but you need 3 of them…That every battery required between AAA and D cell are 1.5 volts…That when I was a kid we never had expiration dates on foods and we survived…That people decide to use a card to pay for everything, yet look at the swipe machine in front of them as if...
All last year you griped and moanedwhile I would hide or just get stonedto make it through your constant shrill henpecking.Then you finally sneaked awaythe morning after Christmas dayand drained the funds we had in our joint checking.After you had packed your junkand ran away with that young punkI was awash with conflicting emotions.Sometimes I longed for your returnsometimes I prayed that you would burnI vacillated twixt...
Delmar Bullock wasn’t impressed, not one little bit. The three young farts standing just inside the door to his storage shed didn’t seem good for much, most of all a Klan job.At first, they tried to act cocky like this was no big deal. But none of ‘em said a word after seeing the cross he put together that afternoon. He wondered why Jack Boudreaux, who always worried about security leaks, picked these three boys to do a...
The witch never knew what trouble teenagers could be until Rapunzel turned fifteen. The girl whined constantly about boredom. She complained at every turn about her milk, bread, and honey diet, though it had been perfectly acceptable until now. Worst of all, she only had one dress and it was green. She hated green.In a moment of impatient weakness, the witch cursed Rapunzel with extraordinary hair growth. She intended for...
Mole Story OneI can't recall when I first realized I had a mole under my arm. It was located in the center of my armpit. Early grade school is my best guess. For the most part, I was blissfully unaware of its presence. Doctors had assured my Mother that it was harmless and there was no need to remove it. It was in third grade that my awareness of it became more pronounced.In those days desks were lined up in neat rows. Ea...
This one's for you Lady Elizabeth!My love for you is like the most remarkable cabbage,Your face reminds me of repugnant butterflies,Together, we are like sandwiches and mayonnaise.Oh darling Elizabeth,My remarkable cabbage,My repugnant onion,The perfect companion to my sandwiches soul.Sunsets are red,Smurfs are blue,I like forests at dusk,But not as much as I love skipping with you!Oh darling Elizabeth,Your brains are lik...
Sive watched as Fido and his co mutineers were lead off the bridge.She was hoping she could slip away and take a shower. The past few hours had left her feeling dirty and slightly sick to her stomach! She was hot sweaty and could still taste Fido in her mouth. It would feel so good to get all traces of the vile man washed off her. She sighed knowing she had lost her chance when she heard Murdock's next orders, “Darla come...
xxxOh, the horror, the horror.Did I really watch this on late-late-night TV or is it just the memory of a soul-shattering, mind-altering nightmare from the lowest level of hell? If you have the nerve, read on to learn what I remember and decide for yourself . --- Great news! We’ve just come up with our latest can’t-possibly-miss idea for anyone interested in becoming rich and famous, and for a limited time, we want to sh...
Rówann had been surprised when Ella had introduced herself as Lass, but it had confirmed his suspicions. She had been magicked somehow and who knew how long it would be until it wore off. Still, it seemed some good had come of it as they now understood each other.He had obliged her by getting the small bag from the tree and then placing it in his saddlebag. When they stopped for lunch, he intended to ask her what it was....
Rówann was not having a very enjoyable morning. Whatever it was that he was tracking, he knew it was not human. Nothing human could move through a place like this and leave barely any signs of passing. He was having to go at such a slow pace so as not to lose the trail that it felt like he was hardly making any progress at all.In the few hours, he estimated that he had barely gone a mile from his campsite. At this rate, h...
