Moment by Moment

Moment by moment I encounter you in the sound of the whippoorwill in the deep dark cave of despair You are there. There is no place I can go no moment I can sink into that does not contain You The beggar on the street the bride scenting her body as a gift the actor... Continue Reading →

Mystery Solved

For months, any review I've posted on Amazon has not appeared in spite of Amazon sending me that lovely "pre-recorded" email thanking me for taking the time to post a review. Of course I clicked on the "see your full review"only to be told that the page is missing and, in spite of checking for... Continue Reading →

Words, Words, Words

Words,words,words, I love words the sound of them the feel of them the taste of words. Indubitably, now isn't that an awesome word say it slowly in-du-bi-ta-bly let it roll around your mouth like a tart red jellybean. Abscond, what a great word there was a time when I felt like someone had absconded with... Continue Reading →

Short short story 2

“Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.” As Julie slammed her apartment door behind her, she was stunned that those words had flown out of her mouth.  Then she laughed.  It was about time she started to respond to the crap that was being dished out with some good old anger. For three... Continue Reading →

Stone

a life-long favourite verse   “Life is mostly froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone. Kindness in another's trouble, Courage in your own.” ― Adam Lindsay Gordon

7° Of Wisdom / Welcome To Our Circle

If you’ve ever wished you could sit down with a mother or grandmother – yours or someone else’s - and get their advice or input, here’s your chance to do that. We are seven women – mothers and/or grandmothers - ranging in age from early 20s to early 80s. Between us we have pretty much... Continue Reading →

a short Short Story

Who the hell cares anyway. Enough, enough, she damn well had enough of the lot of them.  As she slammed the front door behind her, Janey stomped down the stairs, yanked open the car door, stabbed the key in the ignition and peeled out of the driveway with tires squealing. I knew it. I knew... Continue Reading →

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