The world is wacky, weird, and wondrous. All simultaneously. And we each contribute to the oddities all around us. We clap, at times, at the weird. We encourage wackiness. I know I certainly do. As a matter of fact, I own my quirkiness. I revel in it. I […]
Just like almost everyone I know, I really like Italian food. There’s always something for everyone at an Italian restaurant. But I have never had a favorite dish. I vary my selections and sometimes focus on one entree for a while. When I was relatively young, I couldn’t […]
She stood at the top of the stairs frozen in her step. She could hear the beating heart swoosh in her ear. Every house sound was amplified. The mice were scurrying loudly. All of them. The clocks were ticking and ticking. She had no idea she had clocks […]
My mom loved pranking. For her, April Fool’s day was everyday. It may where I get my sense of whimsy and love of the absurd. Although, I am no fan of theatre of the absurd. Many, many years ago I saw the Ionescu play Rhinoceros and I felt […]
Some mornings you wake up wondering. Just wondering. You don’t know about what. But you are automatically wondering. You down a cup of coffee to wake up and hurry out into a sleepy world. That was me today. And, everything seemed topsy turvy. I walked out of the […]
I am a pack rat. I know how to get rid of things but there is also a part of me who likes holding onto things. I like little boxes in which I can put random stuff. I sometimes buy food, coffee, or shoes because of the boxes […]
The moon was her strength and it was driving her forward. The city streets were quite as they should be. There was a mandatory curfew in place. Even most of the window blinds were drawn. No one really wanted to be touched by the light of the […]
The past year or so I have taken to writing some flash fiction pieces. I love looking at a photograph and coming up with a backstory and a future space in which it lives and breathes. I like it also because it allows me to cut back […]
Growing up she had been warned to never look at a mirror at night. Much harm could come her way if she did. She had been warned day in and day out and she took it seriously. Then one day she threw a fleeting glance at the mirror […]
As they neared the entrance to the tunnel she had this eerie sense of dejavu. She could taste the air and hear the wind. Meanwhile, her bones were acutely aware they had been here before. It was like this dream in which she had lived it all before. […]
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