I recently participated in Fiction War Magazine’s Summer writing competition. As with the specific word count requirement contests that I have been entering lately, this timed competition proved to be challenging and fun! The prompt was “Seven Years”. There was no specific genre or writing style required; the only stipulation was that the piece of fiction … More Angel Eyes – Another Literary Loser
Isn’t that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend’s 40th birthday. It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past. After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my … More Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2
Oh buddy… my little guy has struck again. For those of you tuning in late to this program already in progress, my son Jameson has quite a way with words. His literary faux pas are sometimes hilarious; if you enjoy this latest one, I suggest you take a stroll through the Jameson-isms category of this … More Wearing a Loincloth to P.E.
I love the chance to get the word out about the suspected reason for our honeybee decline. When I received Prime Magazine’s May monthly writing contest prompt, a flower, I knew that I had to incorporate my girls into my 53-word story. Again, another “loser” submission, but fun to write just the same! On the Brink … More On the Brink of Biocide
Another loser in the eyes of Prime Magazine, but a submission that I wanted to share with you, my dear readers. A bit dated, I know, but April’s theme was “a shower”. Instead of going the ‘April Showers’, rainbows, and butterflies route, I decided to lean into the darker side of what came to mind … More Down the Drain
Dear Mr./Ms. ‘1st Grade Teacher’: I changed my daughter’s name today. My daughter, Mackenzie, will now be known as ‘M’. Has a nice ring to it, huh? Eh, not my first choice either, but it was either change her name or set the poor girl up for failure before she even starts the 1st grade. School … More An Open Letter to My Daughter’s New Teacher
Two months ago, Pinky ran away for the first time. My five-year old daughter was heartbroken. How could her best friend of over four years just up and leave without any explanation? There was no goodbye note, no hints that the little pink cat was unhappy. One day she was there, and the next she … More Pinky: The World Explorer