Blue Moon
Blue Moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue … Continue reading Blue Moon
Blue Moon You saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart Without a love of my own Blue … Continue reading Blue Moon
The radio was on and we listened to a story on NPR about a woman who killed rats to see … Continue reading More than a chemical reaction…
The evening is cool and dry. I smell oak trees and a hint of fire in the dry brush. No … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: The Shadow of Fire
I’m on the back deck, my usual spot, laptop on my lap, glass of wine, and thinking about what it … Continue reading Vampire Desires (on writing fast & ghost writing, sort of)
“I love old people. They’re so cute.” My 14 year old daughter has always had an affinity for old people. … Continue reading Old People
My brother Val always says “love isn’t a physical thing. It is a meeting of souls. Be it friendship or … Continue reading The Art of Writing Love Letters is Alive and Well (even for Zombies & Ghosts)
When I was young “what if” was a term we used for the future as in “What if I stood … Continue reading Dancing in the dark – ghosts of the past
I believe I’ve used the frog story before, but I shall tell it again. Put a cold cast iron skillet … Continue reading Frogs, Love and Hell