Fly “Sara! The fence is right there! What do I do?” cried out Maggie in absolute panic. Sweaty and sticky, now her legs were covered with damp, itchy, coarse horse hair. The smell of dry dusty hay, damp earth, green grass, and sticky sweat, flooded her nostrils. She leaned in clutching the [...]
Filed under: short story, writing on August 21st, 2008 | No Comments »
She rode to the elevator to the top trembling the whole way. On many floors she wanted to scream, “Let me off!” but she didn’t. She pressed her back against the wall furthest from the door as possible. It wasn’t because of over crowding at all, but instead she was fairly certain that unless [...]
Filed under: life, short story, wonder on August 14th, 2008 | No Comments »
Thursday, August 14, 2008 I so totally agree! Here, here! Current mood: contemplative Category: Life “Some days, doing ‘the best we can’ may still fall short of what we would like to be able to do. But life isn’t perfect — on any front — and doing what we can with what [...]
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“Where did Pollyanna go?” She asked me. “Not always a laugh a minute it seems.” I smiled slowly, sadly And shrugged a shoulder And I watched her and replied, “Where’s your big dreams? Seems to me we’re both a little jaded. Seems to me we’re neither one that tough.” Cynically she laughed and she nodded [...]
Filed under: Uncategorized, poetry, relating well, relationships on August 10th, 2008 | No Comments »
Simple and plain I keep hearing just tell the story Keep it simple, make it plain Don’t add ruffles, don’t add any laces Just a stripped down model, Plain Jane Show, don’t tell and certainly don’t preach They have a right to think; no highfalutin speech Let them choose for themselves You don’t [...]
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Wednesday, August 06, 2008 Acid Rain Category: Writing and Poetry You say things that I know are meant just to hurt me You’re hurting and want to watch someone else bleed It’s sort of like watching someone else’s wreck on a high way There’s a macabre strain in you and you [...]
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