My father passed away in December 2014. He had been sick for years, suffering from heart disease and emphysema. Pneumonia and a blood infection got him in the end. I was able to spend time with him during his final days. It was hard, but I wouldn't have missed it for the world. As he …
Don’t Stop The Rockin’
He was out on bail. Employment was a joke. Small town, with front page notoriety, so no real chance to escape scrutiny. He did some landscaping and lawn mowing, but he was broke. Constantly. He was still smoking a half-ounce of pot a week, the cost of which added up real fast. He tried selling …
The Neighborhood Has Seen Better Days
I’m twelve. Feels like I’ve been twelve forever. Time has been standing still this whole, hot steamy summer. There’s been plenty of chances to sit here on my steps and watch the cars whizz by. Oh, but the motorcycles. They are wonderful. Most people today ride without helmets. Hair flying about. Tee-shirts. Shorts. So cool. …
My Biggest Fear!
I have been a bundle of fears since I was a kid. I was convinced for a long time that there were monsters under my bed waiting to grab me by the foot when I got up to get a drink of water. My daddy gave me a flashlight one time on my birthday, but …
Death by Stampede
This is in response to the Writing 101 blog prompt assignment number fourteen. I picked up the closest book, turned to page 29, and noticed a phrase jumping off the page. "Death by Stampede." It made me think of recent Hajj events in Mecca where pilgrims are trampled to death by stampeding believers. The following …
Found: How My Muse Came Back
The Muses were 9 goddesses from Greek mythology who guided the hands and gave divine inspiration to artists, writers, and poets. In colloquial terms, a muse can be a living person who inspires an artist and creates a desire for an artist to create. A muse is a guiding spirit, a source of inspiration of …
Dark Clouds on the Horizon: Campus Rape
I have finished my response to Writing 101 blogging prompt number twelve: Dark Clouds on the Horizon. I hope you enjoy the results. I was standing in line at the grocery store last Friday. Couldn’t believe I’d chosen a Friday night to go. The store was so packed I thought it was a holiday weekend. …
1971 in a Small Town
It was 1971. I was twelve years old. My parents had moved to a small town in the Susquehanna River Valley in Pennsylvania known as Sunbury. It's a third class city. It's located in Northumberland County, and is the county seat. It sits on the east bank of the Susquehanna River, just downstream from the …
Point of View: A Walk in the Park
It was the warmest day so far this spring. There's nothing like a walk in Central Park with the one I love, walking hand in hand, laughing as we talk about nothing in particular. It's easy to lose yourself in the scenery and the emotion, warm sun lighting upon your face. It seemed as if …
Aubrey’s Cafe
At first, when I read the details of assignment number eight for the Writing 101 blogging prompt, I thought there was no way I could do it. I considered deleting the assignment and moving on to number nine. Then I realized that this was an opportunity to make changes in my writing style. A chance …