Tag Archives: phraseology

To the Nines & Hump Day Happenings


I’m hoping to get a little writing done today. I swear, finishing this novella, that’s only 20k words to begin with, has been one of the greater writing challenges of my life. Between an array of personal loss and health … Continue reading

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Trippin’ with Sybil


Even as a child I could entertain myself. My imagination was always active — I’d draw, sculpt, carve, color, and cut paper for hours. Because that innate desire to create appeared early on in my life, my mother always wished … Continue reading

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Cupid, draw back your bow…


When I met the love of my life, it was literally love at first sight for us both. We had different life plans at the time. I wasn’t looking, he wasn’t looking. He had just returned from hitchhiking cross-country (back … Continue reading

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In the Shadows


My son and I talk writing styles all the time, for he too is an author. When he was a boy, we studied Shakespeare hidden in movies together. He’s a grown man now, and his tastes have changed.  It took … Continue reading

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Chatter & Chopsticks


Have you ever experience a mind cascade? I get them all the time and always have, even as a child. My mind is never quiet. Some nights it takes me forever to fall asleep for all the thought noise cascading … Continue reading

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Spellbound


It’s cold and still and the sky is gray. Every once in a while, a new snowflake spins past my window and promises more will follow. Deep cold is on the way, and all of nature knows it. No birds, … Continue reading

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Hi-yo


Here’s a memory from yesteryear… It all begins when the narrator cuts in smoothly: In the early days of the Western United States, a masked man and an Indian rode the plains, searching for truth and justice. Then the William … Continue reading

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