Tuesday, September 27, 2016
It was held at 9:00 p.m. EDT at a college in NY. 'nuff said. Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, September 26, 2016
About Broadcast "news"
It seems the anchors and commentators aren't simply reporting and checking out the who, where, how/why and when. The media CEO's put their anchors into the stories, and these personalities put their (and their boss's) point of view up front. They get into tweet or on camera debates with political... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, September 24, 2016
A story fragment I'm working on
Paul Sells The place was busy as usual, different workers at cross-purposes orbiting my work station with the crises of the moment, snags they’d hit, questions they knew the answers to but had forgotten, working themselves into a forgetful panic. Then Paul came through the front door moving... Sign in to see full entry.
A story from The Center
THE WOMAN WHO LOST THE MOON We were on the bus coming back from the excursion and I closed my eyes for a few seconds, soothed by the hum of the wheels and quiet conversations in seats around me. When I opened my eyes I saw the moon, gloriously full and golden, newly risen above the tree line. It... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, September 23, 2016
Birthday Surprises
Did I mention that on Tuesday when I got back from The Center, there was a delivery tag hanging on my front doorknob? It seems a floral delivery has come for me while I was away. I called the number on the tag, they came later that afternoon. It was a “Happy Birthday” floral arrangement that looked... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, September 22, 2016
Paved With Good Intentions
Mama used to say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. I think she was on to something. Yesterday I put off printing out the handout for this morning’s writing session at The Center, thinking there’d be plenty of time before nine a.m. And there was. Trouble was, Microsoft decided to... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, September 21, 2016
Threads
As I was doing my little busy tasks, making the coffee, counting out my morning pills and starting the dishwasher, my mind was elsewhere, doing that thing I’ve learned to call pre-writing. In my mind’s eye I saw myself walking into The Center tomorrow, carrying a bushel basket of hats, crochet yarns... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
Introduction to "922 Holyoake Road" cont'd.
Like births, most funerals took place in the home. Infants smothered in their blankets, toddlers fell into wells, climbed up into rain barrels and were lost before mothers were aware. There were accidents with open fires. Children and adults died of pneumonia, infections. They were stepped on by... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, September 19, 2016
Excerpt from "922 Holyoake Road" a true crime novel
INTRODUCTION: America in 1910 was a man’s world. Women could neither vote nor serve on juries. A female did not have full-fledged citizenship. Her status was above that of child but below man. Legally, a married couple was considered one person and that person was the husband. A single woman might... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, September 18, 2016
The Cover Blurb:
Henry met Margaret during the gap between the Great Depression and World War II. Henry was a sailor with a girl in every port attitude, a gunner’s mate on the USS Saratoga. Margaret had gone through a painful divorce a year earlier and promised herself never again to let a man mistreat her. They... Sign in to see full entry.