Growing Up
I was recently motivated to dust off an essay that I wrote about six years ago.
Five Gol’ Teet’
The letter lay on the worn wooden table. A single sheet of white paper, crisp and smooth except for the folds that allowed it to envelope a wad of US dollar notes. The notes gave off a rich scent that contrasted sharply with the dimly lit and sparsely furnished room.
Birth of Love
The events in Connecticut last week made me just want to hold my kids close and reminded me of this little note I jotted down several years ago. I held him in my arms and I knew that I would never again be the person I was just seconds before.
Monkey See, Monkey Do
Produced for WinnFM 2008 (Usual disclaimer – I don’t do poetry!) From the moment your baby is born from perfect planning or tragic strife, One pain ends, but another begins, they are our responsibility for life
My Front Porch
Girl, is so nice of you to come and visit an old lady. Don’t sit down here, the heat in here is something else. Let’s sit on the front porch and catch some sea breeze.
To “e” or not to “e”
(Photo – High school student in Ghana holds up an e-Reader donated by WorldReader.org) I have been reading a book called Aiming at Amazon in which author Aaron Shepherd advises authors, mainly self-publishers, on steps to take to increase the sales of their books on Amazon. He suggests that authors choose to publish their books …
Kept Promises
Three years later (January 2014), I see so many flaws in this story but I still enjoy it and hope you do too. Visit St. Somewhere Journal for the full story.