Enchanted “Look what we found in the park in the dark,” I whispered. I traced my hand over the waves of its shell noting the retained coolness of fall air. A soft odour of decay wafted from its depths mixed with a sulfur smell I couldn’t identified because there was no candle in its interior.… Continue reading Enchanted: 100 word Flash Fiction
I went a different way this year with Halloween and wedding anniversary baking and I combine the two! “And for in that moment of pure darkness, I see your soul shining brighter than it ever has, I love the weirdness in you and the gentle way you make me go insane.” – Jordan Sarah… Continue reading Till Death Do Us Apart
Tomorrow is the twitter party for Chicken Soup for the Soul: The Wonder of Christmas. I like the idea of sharing some of the inspiration behind the stories inside this collection. I unfortunately will not be able to participate tomorrow because of scheduling so I thought I would take a few minutes to share now.… Continue reading Meet Maverick
I hear bickering. I hear: 7 year old: “Oh yeah, you’re a vagina king!” 4 year old: “Smell my butt!” Now, had these boys been about 10 years older I am sure I would have died from shock. However, my alarmed brain realized that they were selecting random word combinations for maximum impact. So, “vagina… Continue reading Your Guess is as Good as Mine
“That’s great that you put your shirt on, but your ass will be cold on the way to school if you don’t put on your underwear and pants” (Letter T 2017 A-Z). He comes flying into the room wearing only his pajama shirt and carrying the days clothing. A devilish smirk is plastered on his… Continue reading Mental Eye Roll
The air is filled with the complex aroma of coffee and we start our time together in silence just enjoying the smell. Without looking up from the depths of my mug I say, “September was a fast month, but what a crazy month!” We drop back into silence considering this. What can I tell you… Continue reading Enjoy the aroma of coffee
“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
Today’s post is written by a friend that I first met in grade 6 many moons ago, Tabitha Avery. Tabitha was my go to when I needed an essay or other paper edited in high school Raising Boys: The Penis Chronicles presents, “Unchartered Territory – No Girls for Me!” I always knew I wanted children… Continue reading Unchartered Territory – No Girls for Me! (Guest Post)
Several days before my younger son told his own dragon story, which he told as mostly description, I had told the boys a story about a pink dragon: Dragon Yawn. I know he enjoyed Dragon Yawn because his good morning story was about a dragon. He climbed onto my side of the bed and wiggled… Continue reading Um, Pardon?
Sniff Sniff I can almost smell that rich pumpkin scent mixed with cinnamon, nutmeg, and ginger. It is just slowly starting to sift into the air to travel playfully on the gusts of fall wind. If I close my eyes I can imagine those scents rising up from the coffee mug in my hand. However,… Continue reading Coffee at Summer’s End
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 