Wednesday, July 16, 2025
Unsent Marcia wrote a text, just one, but she didn’t send it. It sat in her drafts for two days. Four lines. I’ve been thinking about the sage paint. It’s already fading near the window. She stared at it like it might change its mind for her. Then deleted it and closed her phone in the dark. Chuck... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, July 15, 2025
Excuses, Excuses,,,, and Two of Me? Nahhhh...
As you can see, I was here much earlier, but I had to help a neighbor whose wife had collapsed after 'gardening' in the then 95-degree weather. It's now up to 102... but we're having fun, hey? I can't remember what I was going to tell you. For now, I'll explain my delay and head to the bedroom with... Sign in to see full entry.
"The Porch Light Is Still On" Continues
Other Rooms Marcia didn’t text him, not the next morning. Not that night or even three days later. Then she spotted the guitar pick he’d left behind on the bookshelf. She kept thinking of the letter. Of how it had felt in her hands that night, heavier than paper should be. She had meant to throw it... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, July 14, 2025
Hot, Flying, and A Joke
Good morning. I'm trying to get as much 'writing work' done as fast as I can because, despite how hot and muggy it has been this late spring, early summer, they have not put out a heat advisory. Early this morning, the local weather forecasters said that anything you need to do outside would be done... Sign in to see full entry.
"The Porch Light Is Still On" Continues
What Wasn’t Said Chuck didn’t speak right away. He held the paper like it might burn if he folded it wrong. Marcia couldn’t move. Couldn’t blink. Her mind scrambled for a reason, a timeline, a way to undo the moment—but it had already happened. She crossed her arms instinctively. “How long were you... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, July 13, 2025
And It's Hot, Hot, Hot!
The thermometer says it's 'only' 86, but the 'feels like' temperature says it's 103... and I believe that! It's reported we will hit 102 or more soon. We got up about seven this morning to do a few things outside, but by nine, both of us were drenched in sweat. For as long as the fan in my office... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, July 12, 2025
... and, I'm Back
I have people who have discovered that the "only thing I do in the morning is write," so they think it's alright to stop over and talk about a few things. The concept that I write to make money is something they can't understand. My writing office is in a small (10'x12') former bedroom with a... Sign in to see full entry.
I'll Be Back...
... and when I come back, I'm going to address this comment by Kabu: I'm using Grammarly now, and although it annoys me, it does work. I'll admit, Grammarly can be a real pain, but I'll explain how I do it. V Sign in to see full entry.
The Porch Light Is Still On
The Sweetness Between The following week unfolded like soft, unwrinkled linen sheets — comforting, quietly luxurious in their ease. Chuck showed up every other evening with something in his hands — groceries, a book he’d found, dog treats that made Benny suspiciously devoted. Marcia cooked more than... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, July 11, 2025
The Alien Says Good Bye, Meet Angela, and A Joke
Good morning. Another day of getting up too early, but it's another day that I woke up feeling good and without any pain. And yes, I do realize that having no pain at my age is a genuine blessing. I sweat like the proverbial pig, but I stay cool. I rarely overheat, and I'd rather be sweaty than... Sign in to see full entry.