What do you do when you’re reveling in good book reviews, happy that your writing has brought a bit of sunshine to your readers, when, suddenly, there it is–a bad review of your beloved book. Someone didn’t like it. In fact, somebody didn’t like it so much that she felt compelled to share her distaste […]
Jul 27, 2020
Edgar Allen Me
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A reprint from a few years ago. With apologies to the great Edgar Allen Poe. Something weird is in the air. It’s in my nose and ears and hair. Last night, I read a lot of Poe, and now, I can’t talk right no mo’. The things I say come out in rhyme; not […]
Jul 25, 2020
Brewers of Coffee
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The first thing I do each morning after feeding Nemo is make a pot of coffee. Some of my fondest memories center around cups of coffee and the people who brewed them. I guess a person’s mother is always the yardstick by which everything else is measured, but really, my mother could make the most […]
Jul 21, 2020
Time and An Old Man
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Come with me this morning on a journey–not so far in miles, but a great distance in time and quite a giant leap in imagination. We’re going to struggle through years of wild undergrowth–bushes, weeds, grape vines, wild rose bushes, blackberry briars, giant oaks, and we’ll stop at the remains of a small, wood […]
Jul 20, 2020
Southern Summer Nights
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Southern summer nights–a hint of honeysuckle on an errant breeze, the cicadas’ grating song. From a tangle of tree limbs, an owl asks his eternal question. Past and present blur into one. This could be a hundred years ago, or it could be now. The evenings are the same. People move through, one era closes […]
Jul 6, 2020
A Shadow on the Rock
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Miss Georgia Lee closed her valise with a snap. Standing up from her desk, she gazed around at her empty classroom for the last time. Pictures and maps were down from the walls, except for the two pictures of Presidents George Washington and Woodrow Wilson. The chalkboard was washed clean, erasers had been dusted and […]
