Wednesday, July 9, 2025
All the Way Quiet They didn’t speak about Dana again. Not out of avoidance—just understanding. Some pasts didn’t need to be picked apart. They needed to be witnessed, and then they needed space to settle. That night, the quiet between Chuck and Marcia changed. It stretched further, but not thinner.... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, July 8, 2025
Writing Conversations, Plotting on When... and A Terrible Joke
With our power scheduled to be turned off for line maintenance at about 9 am and coming back up around 11, this morning, I figured I would 'sleep in,' but that didn't happen. Oh well. As I was posting today's segment of my romance story, I remembered how tricky it is to use that much back-and-forth... Sign in to see full entry.
The Porch Light Is Still On
Old Ghosts, Soft Places The knock at the door came just after dusk. It wasn’t loud. Just two quiet raps, the kind that sounded like hesitation dressed in politeness. Chuck was halfway through chopping vegetables, sleeves rolled up, glasses fogged from steam. Marcia wiped her hands on a towel and... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, July 7, 2025
FYI
I posted this on a comment thread, but I'll put it here as well. FYI... We were just notified that our power will be shut down for about two hours tomorrow, roughly from 9 am to 11 am. (EST) I'll try to get in here sooner than that, but I get up when I wake up. Most of my life, I was up and moving... Sign in to see full entry.
Why I'm Posting A Story on This Page... & Another Real Groaner!
This is finally developing into a 'normal' Florida summer. Pleasant mornings, hot early afternoons, a few showers in the mid to late afternoons, and finally, pleasant evenings. We spend a lot of time in the backyard, under the trees, watching the dogs play. It always puts a smile on my face when I... Sign in to see full entry.
From "The Porch Light Is Still On"
Laundry and Lemon Soap They didn’t leave the house. Not because it rained, or the world pulled them inward — just because the day didn’t ask them to be anywhere else. Marcia folded laundry on the couch while Chuck rinsed dishes in the sink. Benny paced between them, uncertain whether to nap or hover... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, July 6, 2025
Just Yakking... and A Kid's Joke
Good morning! It's a beautiful day so far, and I'm hoping the rest of the day will continue to unfold just as well. If you've watched my posts go up this morning, you can see a massive passage of time from the first to this one. "Unannounced People." They drive me crazy. It wouldn't occur to me to... Sign in to see full entry.
From "The Porch Light Is Still On"
Something in the Stillness The following morning arrived without fanfare—no grand declarations. No whispered confessions across tangled sheets. Just the sound of the kettle clicking off and sunlight brushing against the curtains like it had been waiting for permission to come in. Marcia stood at the... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, July 5, 2025
A Word From Our Sponsor
Anyone who has even looked at this post area knows I have been posting a second story, a romance story, here, not so much to get readership, but to be able to double-check more than one story at a time. When I go back through to check the spacing and such, I look for flaws and storyline errors. Most... Sign in to see full entry.
From "The Porch Light Is Still On"
Half-Light The walk from the library to her place only took eight minutes. Twelve if they let the conversation wander, which they always did. On this night, they didn’t talk much. Marcia’s hand was still in his, and the silence felt like a mutual decision, not an absence. The streetlights flickered... Sign in to see full entry.