Actually, I’m writing this Monday night instead of Tuesday morning. So, I’m thinking twilight thoughts, more somber thoughts because the day has ended and I’m looking back on it. It’ll never come again. Have I used it as well as I should have? It was a beautiful day, blue skies, sunshine and as the sun […]
Apr 3, 2016
The Blotting Paper Syndrome
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Long, long ago, back in the Dark Ages when I was young, we had a writing utensil known as a fountain pen. In fact, I still have one or two tucked away somewhere. The pens got the job done and worked great but they required a blotter. You see, the ink from a fountain pen had to dry or […]
Apr 2, 2016
The Hub of Her Existence–Conclusion
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The first half of The Hub of Her Existence was published yesterday. If you missed it, you should probably read it so this will make more sense. I don’t usually let my fancy take flight like this and I wouldn’t say it’s a happy story but I’d call it a romance and, of course, it […]
Apr 1, 2016
The Hub of Her Existence
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OK, here it is, a plain, old-fashioned spooky story I wrote more than three decades ago. This is the first half. I don’t know that I like the ending which will be tomorrow. If you have some ideas of how you’d like the story to end, please send them along in the comment section. Prepare […]
Mar 31, 2016
You Are a Winner, Not a Loser
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“Success is not final, failure is not fatal; it is the courage to continue that counts.” Sir Winston Churchill. I’ve been thinking about defeat and what is considered being defeated or failing and what is considered being a success or successful. By the time a person reaches my age, she or he has probably succeeded […]
Mar 30, 2016
With a Gust of Wind and a Haunted Street
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My Folger’s coffee is hot, strong, and invigorating this morning which is a good thing. Around two a.m. my eyes popped open and stayed that way for at least an hour. Nancy Drew and a half cup of milk finally got me back to sleep but then a small, sharp nose and an insistent whine told […]
