I have a character in a current work-in-progress who makes the observation that "sometimes when you push someone away, they actually go." It sparked a poem. Enjoy! (But, as always, don't steal. Be cool.) One day you'll open those eyes and I won't be there.One day you'll come home famished but There won't be food.One... Continue Reading →
A Dog’s Day
This is a little bit of what I imagine goes through my own doggo's head during the day.
New Teacher
I'm pretty sure everyone already knows that I was an elementary school teacher for fifteen years. Some people know the story of my first year of teaching. This short story that I'm sharing today takes shades of that story. However, this story is not based on anyone real. The story is fictional. I draw on... Continue Reading →
Ghost
Welcome to another edition of "I found this in my idea journal and thought you'd be interested in it". As always, please remember you're welcome to comment but don't steal. Enjoy!
Rush Hour Commute
One of my goals (as you're likely aware) for 2019 is to post more random short stories or scenes from my idea journal.
Week One Challenge
Let's talk poetry today. This poem originally appeared in my first poetry book, Modern Classics: A Book of Poetry, published in 2008 (and no longer in print). There are over 60 poems in this collection and yet this one will forever be the one that reveals a truth about me. I've tried, in the years since,... Continue Reading →
30 Day Writing Challenge-Day 25
Don't ask me why I picked this combination of words, but I typed "cat hockey" into the search bar for today's challenge. But here's a quick fictional story about the 11th picture that came up. It started as a joke. We were setting up the knee hockey set in the living room. "Don't kick the... Continue Reading →
30 Day Writing Challenge-Day 19
I married my first love.
30 Day Writing Challenge-Day 10
Let's do a poem for something I feel strongly about. My children. The day you were born changed everything and probably not in the way you think. Before you, I was serious, never emotional, and too busy being busy to stop and enjoy life. You gave me the time to slow things down, breathe,... Continue Reading →
Counting
write from the perspective of someone who is developing an understanding of what it means to be different.
