Bitter Bowl of Punishment
This morning I am settling in to a big old bowl of consternation and regret. The usually delicious golden flakes and sweet granola clusters feel like pebbles in my mouth. The after taste of remorse lingers to remind me of what a first rate asshole I was to O this morning.
Usually, when he and I [...]
Pity Party Encore
So it’s that time of year again…mid-March and the annual guys trip to Sebring is upon us. My Better Half is off today to spend five days and nights sleeping in a camper and living on the slope of a racetrack in central Florida with ten other sweaty, unshaven and heavily intoxicated men. And though [...]
My Stable of Boyfriends
Smugly Satisifed
I’ve got it! Eureka! I’ve go it! It’s Starlight by Muse – that’s the song that’s been eluding me for over a year now. And they’re tricky – that band, offering the song only as an album purchase on Amazon. I may cave and buy the whole damn thing because it’s really the perfect tune [...]
A Little Assistance Please
I need your help today – on two counts.
One: You all seemed to have enjoyed the bit of fiction I shared yesterday and because I’m not sure where to go with it next, I’m interested to hear what my fair readers might propose as possible plot trajectory for my character and her love interest. [...]
Anatomy of an Affair (excerpt)
She likes to start the day by shaking each teacher’s hand before relinquishing control of her only children. She feels the morning meet and greet is less an attempt to curry favor than an opportunity to give each instructor a look in the eye, to remind them of their precious charge, that they and they [...]
Memory Lane, the meme
Again saved by a meme… a recycling meme, from a new friend no less. Jennifer over at Thursday Drive has saved me from having to come up with new and insightful material today. The idea is that some of my best writing may actually be behind me. I love new friends. I love memes. I [...]
My O and His Existential Crisis
Last week was a banner week. The term banner means “unusually good”. But it can also mean just outstanding. To me outstanding can be good or bad, as long as it’s not ordinary. Last week was outstanding in that it was an advent, the beginning of the second half of my O’s childhood, where [...]
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