Writings

A Sabot in the Thought Process

Or, a wrench in the works... What am I talking about? Well... one of my readers, Rudi suggested that I become part of the Patreon Universe. Now, I have to admit that getting paid for what I write would be fantastic. (I have a small mundane freelancing job, but 5 cent a word isn't cutting… Continue reading A Sabot in the Thought Process

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Well, that didn’t go to plan.

Yes, life went to hell in that handbasket again. I am soooo tired of that! Life got way too busy, I got sick, then Himself got sick. Then I 'killed/lost' three computers in a row. 😦 Luckily, I didn't lose any writings. So, now it's February! The muse is pounding at the door, so I… Continue reading Well, that didn’t go to plan.

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Conventions

Conventions The flight from Ronald Reagan Airport touched down at O'Hare in Chicago just as the sun set. Greg was exhausted. The conference in D.C. had been exciting and intense. He swore that they'd paced three weeks of information, visits and dinners in three days. He and Marcie jostled with the other passengers to get… Continue reading Conventions

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Riddles in the Wind (9) & (10)

( 9) France, July 1977 Andre stood in the doorway to the courtyard. He watched as people moved around the farm. Children played in the garden, running between rows of onions and carrots. He could smell dinner cooking, glad to note that it was Elsa cooking, and not Anias. That woman could burn water. “All… Continue reading Riddles in the Wind (9) & (10)