Driving in city traffic is stop and go and stop and go. We, well I and the other anonymous drivers who drive to our collective destination’s in our rather ordinary Fords, Buicks and Dodges ignore each other, pretend none of us exist; invisible and clueless.
Tag Archives: Writing
The Tale of the Vampire and the Ghostwriter
Candace McIntire drafted stories about other people who paid her for her time. Ghost writing wasn’t all she enjoyed. She wrote of witchery, vampires and werewolves that went bump in the night.
Change of Seasons
I kind of enjoy the changes that each season brings to me. Winter’s snow and bare trees make way for blossoms and greenery of spring.
Barbarous Cannibals and Pet Eaters
“Can you believe this?” Barney exclaimed as a reporter from some midwestern town told a serious story concerning more goings on with illegal immigrants invading their town with cannibals and pet eaters.
The Confession
Mac remembered that day as if it was yesterday. He held it in his mind and heart for so long. He kept his secret intact with the help of rot-gut liquor such as, Irish Diamonds, Canadian Mist and Clan MacGregor. He befriended a young bartender by the name of Emily Welch.
Another Milestone to set Myself
September 2 I just turned another year older. I’m not depressed or upset, just the opposite actually. You see my loyal readers; I look forward to my annual day of living. Maybe it is because of my near-death experience from the stroke I had back in 2002.
Road Trip
Waikiki is a four-lane street that meandered northerly, then I saw the road I needed to take that was converted into a round-about. Fortunately, though it has been several years, I distinctly remembered how that street was, and I continued in a westwardly path. This street for reasons I’m sure the present homeowners never predicted that their homes would be assessed at over a million dollars
Fifteen Seconds
In our monthly writers guild meeting last night we had as our guest a publicist who determines the worthiness of the book and strategies for launching a publicity campaign to garner those sales that every writer hopes to garner.
Elsa’s Day Trimming at Sparky’s
I’m Elsa the Amazon my master raves about. Yesterday he told as he prepared my daily meal that we were going for a ride to see Sparky. I remembered all too well the last time that happened, and it still left a bad taste in my beak, literally.
The Meaning of Special
“Hello, Jerry,” the human resources person gushed with an overabundance of enthusiasm. “This is Sue [not her real name] I’m giving her a tour of our wonderful resort. This is Jerry. He’s really SPECIAL.”
Jerry Schellhammer 