ADVERBS DO NOT appeal to me, but Sue said to use one so I’ll use it quickly.
July did not seem quick, but I guess now’s as good a time as any to look back at it.
(more…)Stories
The days of June
We have come to the end of another month so I thought now would be as good a time as any to go on a written journey back through the days of June.
(more…)Some tips for tales
When I was a journalist, I was always on the lookout for ways to become a better writer.
Since I write posts a lot more now, I’ve been on the lookout again.
Yesterday, I saw the best tip I’ve seen in a while about how to write better stories.
(more…)Another chance for a challenge
It is a challenge to write every day,
I haven’t been able to write every day, or just didn’t want to, for much of my writing life.
Then, in the middle of a coronavirus quarantine when routines were forced to change and the world no longer spun quite so fast, WordPress Discover brought back daily prompts.
(more…)A poem filled with pairs
This poem filled with pairs proved easy to write,
after I saw what I saw last night.
I watched a dad sit down in a chair,
and hold his two daughters, who sat with him there.
One of the girls held onto a book,
but dad opened it up and all three took a look.
It wasn’t just any old story or fable,
On that pair of pages, laid flat on a table.
This wasn’t a tale of planes or a park,
but the story of Noah, and a boat called an ark.
There were on those pages a few things to find,
Among all of the animals, two of a kind.
A hammer, a saw, a ruler for size,
all spied by the gazes from three pairs of eyes.
They found everything on the floating zoo,
which the animals boarded, two by two.
I know all of those pairs surely caused some congestion,
but still — I can’t help it — I have a question.
Answer me this, or I’ll never know,
why did this guy show blueprints to a hippo?
When the story was finished, goodnights were said,
then mom and dad put the children to bed.
When it comes to kids, that pair surely wins,
For they have a young son, and their daughters are twins.
Josephus
It’s been a more than a week since I met Josephus.
Come to think of it, “met” might be the wrong word since we weren’t introduced and our one conversation was short. (more…)
I just paid to sweat a lot
This story begins in a pool hall and ends in a goat pen.
The middle is quite messy. (more…)
About angels
When I think about angels, wings, robes and haloes come to mind.
There are, however, angels who keep their haloes hidden. (more…)
About the end of an era
I have recently learned something new.
It is a peculiar thing to quit a job.
Since my last day at the newspaper, a few things have happened.
One has been a little more difficult to figure out how to respond to than others. (more…)
The wrong way to sleep on the couch
I don’t know why, but I find it really difficult to sleep on a couch.