This year I am writing a novel! Today’s post is inspired by a chapter in Terry Brooks book Lessons from a Writing Life: Sometimes the Magic Works. The chapter is called “Influences” and it got me thinking about my progression to writing. For me reading and writing go hand in hand. I love them both.… Continue reading Why Write?
Use this image as a prompt to create a post and reference back here. You can come back and share by posting your link in the comment section below. That’s it! Can’t wait to view your posts… Baking with memories It is funny how the sight of any of gram’s belongings can draw up memories… Continue reading Photo Prompt #41: Baking with memories
On November 1, 2020 I spontaneously decided to join NaNoPoBlano for the first time. So, here we are on day #3 with my day 3 post titled, “More than I can chew.” I was aiming for a bit of humour today while still trying to stay true to my 2020 photo prompt challenge. ————————————————————— More… Continue reading More than I can chew
My mild taste for coffee turned into a full blown addiction. My nervous system needed the stimulant to function. I needed the caffeine because of the benefits of improved alertness, concentration, energy, clear-headedness, and feelings of sociability that it kindled. I was long past the person who needed a cup of coffee in the morning,… Continue reading A Writing Sparkle Coffee Memoir
There came a point when carrying a rubber hammer in my car for whamming on the alternator became embarrassing. There also came a point when getting a ride home from the tow truck driver became ridiculous. That was the point I was at with my navy blue Acclaim. I had always felt a little resentment… Continue reading First loves don’t last
The Penis Chronicles presents “Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother” The bright florescent lighting in the main bath barely casts any light into the aged and worn shower stall. The dimness is intensified by the faded grey tile displaying calcium build-ups like a medal of honour. The water just won’t reach the… Continue reading Growing a Baby – Journey of a Mother
She hops around in the shaggy lawn. The dew in the grass is cold on the delicate pads of her paws. She is startled by a sudden bodily impulse and she squats without warning to pee. He big brown eyes look up in shock. The cold is too much though and once again she is… Continue reading Willow
Millions of tiny hairs scream in agony as razor sharp scissors sever them forever from their roots. The sound of their voices is ripped from my son’s vocal cords; the only child in history that verbalizes the pain felt by strands of hair. It is a horrific pain that he makes evident through his red… Continue reading Hair Pain
“I want to be an artist,” the excited voice chirps. I look down at the earnest face smeared with splotched colour: yellow, blue, and red. “These are primary colour,” the voice tells me and I am not sure whether he is indicating the paper or his face. “I want to be an artist,” he reminds… Continue reading Eager Artist
The two of them were so small. I remember thinking how hard could it be to watch two fast moving toddlers for a few hours? I watched the two of them run down the hall on tiny little legs, the best of friends since boy met girl at 8 months old. They rounded the corner… Continue reading A – Z Blogging Challenge, Raising Boys: The Penis Chronicles presents the Letter D for Diaper Cream
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 