Short Story Sunday: The Bully
The Bully Sunday mornings on the deck with coffee, a cat purring in my lap, a dog at my feet … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: The Bully
The Bully Sunday mornings on the deck with coffee, a cat purring in my lap, a dog at my feet … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: The Bully
The Price of Love a short story from Marla Todd “He stole my heart,” she said. I looked up at … Continue reading Tangled Tales: The Price of Love
Snow Mountain I usually don’t answer my phone when I see a number I don’t recognize but I was expecting … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Snow Mountain
Every have one of those days when getting out of the house seems nearly impossible? I couldn’t find my keys … Continue reading Lost Keys and Lies
I’m honored to share a poem from my friend, Northern California writer, and Vietnam Vet, Richard Turton. The Eagle Cried … Continue reading The Eagle Cried
The Hunter “We pumped quite a bit of blood out of your stomach. We’re not sure where it came from.” … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: The Hunter
He turned to her A faint smile With depth And sharpness Yet when he turned It was as if He … Continue reading A Faint Smile
Now that things are opening up again, kind of sort of, we can now socialize a little bit more than … Continue reading Quiz Time: What kind of friend are you (even if you’re a Vampire)