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I was the fat kid. Not baby chub or pleasantly plump. This wasn’t the kind of extra weight I would “grow into”. This was wrist roll, thighs rubbing, eye smashing, mortifying weight. When my mom felt guilty about working so much, she’d bring home… Continue Reading “Skinny — From My Archives”
Visiting my mother has always been painful. Every time I went, things were worse. She wasn’t able to see that. See, my mother was what they call a hoarder. “I ain’t no hoarder. That’s first things first,” she’d say. “I’m a keeper. I like… Continue Reading “Keeper — From My Archives”
My Granddad planted a tree when my mom was born. He transplanted the sapling from his childhood home across the state. It was just a normal, average oak tree. But he loved that tree. “One of these days I’m going to die,” Granddad would… Continue Reading “Robert Frost’s Bloom — From My Archives”
I’ve been clean for 90 days. No needles putting pleasure into my veins. No white powder up my nose and to my brain to make me see and hear and feel what isn’t there. No bottle to help me sleep walk through the days… Continue Reading “Clean — From My Archives”
I hooked up with Daniel last night. It was the second time with him. He sent me a text and I squeezed out my window to meet him at the corner. He parked his car in the lot outside a preschool. “You know this… Continue Reading “Used — From My Archives”
In my dreams I wear fabulous shoes. Impossibly tall, ridiculously spiked stilettos. Sparkling, shining, red, green, purple shoes. Somehow, in this “La-La Land of Shoe-tastic Living” I know exactly which shoes go with which outfit. And those clothes, sister, I tell you they are… Continue Reading “In My Dreams — From My Archives”
Yesterday I posted a one act play inspired by my brother-in-law Brian Carter. Now it’s his wife’s turn. It’s the toe-to-toe stand off of the Carters today! Betsy had another story idea last week. You can read it here. (Oh! And make sure you check out… Continue Reading “The Bearded Lady — Inspired by Betsy Carter”
Make sure you vote for the Week 2 stories here. Week 3 of the September Challenge Contest begins with a story idea from Shannon Caroland. Shannon was one of my very first friends at Great Lakes Christian College. He is also one of the funniest people I’ve… Continue Reading “Used Car Exile — Inspired by Shannon Caroland”
Kristi West and I go way back. We attended college together, sang in the choir, performed in Madrigals, etc. Kristi was my very first fan (on my Facebook “novelist” page) and she made sure to get a whole bunch of people to “like” me.… Continue Reading “Good-bye, George — Inspired by Kristi West”
I hate doing my grocery shopping at night. Seems that’s when the really strange people come out of the corners and wander the store. I never feel quite safe walking around the produce and deli sections. Always have to keep my hand on my… Continue Reading “Compassion — Short story from the archives”
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