Writing

Warning: It isn’t for Entertainment

The Penis Chronicles presents “Warning: It isn’t for Entertainment” A tiny voice carries down the stairs and it is yelling with a mischievous urgency, “smell this, smell this!” How many parenting warnings are going off in your head? In my experience that mischievous urgent voice coupled with that devilish laugh is cause for a complete… Continue reading Warning: It isn’t for Entertainment

Coffee Blog

If we were having coffee…

If we were having coffee I would start off by saying blogging this year has been very different than last year. As some of you may already know I am typically a post-a-week kind of blogger, but this year I am challenging myself to be a post-a-day blogger. There are only a few days left… Continue reading If we were having coffee…

Writing

Wings or Fins Princess?

The store front wasn’t extraordinary, in fact it looked like all the other store fronts on the street. The only difference was that the display window for this store was blackened out. I looked over at Summer standing beside me, she was considering the store front with an expression that sent shivers down my spine.… Continue reading Wings or Fins Princess?

Writing

Oh, those conversations…

The Penis Chronicles presents “Oh, those conversations…” At some point in time when talking to a child I think most, if not all, of us have asked a question and received a response that was not at all what we were expecting. Son: Mom it’s so sad for my friend A. Me: Why? Is it… Continue reading Oh, those conversations…

Writing

Waffles versus Pancakes

There was nobody at the table, but it was set for 2. I stood facing it and considering. All I had been told was to pick a seat while I waited, and this table had the only chairs. In front of one chair was a perfect stack of warm pancakes. The butter was melting on… Continue reading Waffles versus Pancakes

Writing

Dance

They dance alone in the moonlight under a sky of a thousand stars. They’re only black silhouetted images blending softly in the shadows as they carry on, caught in an enchanting magic, and a beauty to catch any eye. As morning starts its dawning the dancers dissipate like a dust that is snatched up in… Continue reading Dance