I wonder if the geese would prefer toast next time ( Read more... )

This is no life for a man ( Read more... )

Two cars ahead of me the brake lights flashed and the front of the car dropped.
There was nothing special about that day. It was a bit warmer than a normal October evening, but otherwise, there was nothing that set it apart from any other days that sequenced to make the 25 years I had been alive. The sky was clear, the sun was going down and the ( Read more... )

Quarter after 8 in the morning and I’ve been up for nearly 3 hours.
I fell asleep in an uncomfortable position on a comfortable chair. The TV was still on when I woke up and the first thing that came to my mind was ‘I never kissed my wife goodnight’. I want to wake her up and go out to breakfast, but part of me wants to just go out by myself. ( Read more... )

‘Go home’ it said. For no reason at all, go home and write about what you’re not going to do.
That would be my mind speaking.
My mind changes at the drop of a hat. Like a light switch turning on and off, it does as it sees fit and my body simply follows. Today there were several places I wanted to go and several things I was hoping to attain ( Read more... )

Maybe it’s the necklace. Perhaps just the pick.
The necklace broke sometime during the night between Sunday and Monday. I woke up and found it broken in the center so neither part that was left was long enough to use for a necklace. I found the centerpiece: a steel guitar pick that I had bought my freshman year in high school. That was 11 ( Read more... )

My first walk of the New Year was a short one. It was warm enough to go for a walk but not enough so to stay out for an extended period. I only had 6 pages left of my book so I read it while I walked, as I do.
It was good to get out if even for a short while. The book, I liked, but was not as enthralled as I’d assumed I’d be by what I heard ( Read more... )

When I opened this to begin typing I was informed that my 60 day trial will end March 31st. I believe that tomorrow before I go to my parents for the Super Bowl I’m going to look at new writing programs. I am debating on whether to use one such as the one I am using now or to by one geared more toward published writing. I would like to be able ( Read more... )

I have let myself become stupid.
I am disappointed in myself.
this displeases me...

greatly.

Each swipe of the blade drove him further into madness. The shrieking noise eventually became so unbearable he had to turn the blades off ( Read more... )