Merrily, merrily, life is but a dream

She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily, And little other care hath she, The Continue reading →

Johnny Mack

Some novels are so absorbing that when you reach the end, it’s a wrench to bring yourself out of it. Continue reading →

Knock, Knock

 I’m resurrecting really old pieces and if you can sense a theme, so can I. But I didn’t when I Continue reading →

Screw Song, Give me Wine and Women

One of Maggie’s Shadows pollutes our tiny kitchen in stained t-shirt, paisley vest and Levis. His gargantuan ancestors were discovering Continue reading →

Nashortstorywrimo?

Honestly, I don’t know how you NaNoWriMo types do it I’m so admiring of your abilities and your determination. I’m Continue reading →

Sitting on a staircase II

I’ve finally got Helena off that staircase. Hooray! Thanks to everyone who made suggestions. I’m not sure how I feel Continue reading →

Just Chivas and Me

I don’t want to offend anyone, so before you read this, be warned in advance that this story does not Continue reading →