I am trapped in a hole. The sun hadn’t risen fully from its bed when I walked across the porch with a warm mug of coffee in hand. I sat in my favorite rocker, a faded hickory chair that had a reversed back that supported my lower lumbar system. Birds sang, and somewhere down in the... Continue Reading →
Good morning…unedited…
Howdy! It's a cold day here in North Mississippi. The wind is howling and I have the beginnings of sinus pressure. 'Tis the season to have colds and flu-like symptoms. I am sitting on the couch with Chunk. He's made it clear that he prefers the warmth of the propane heater to the chilly temp... Continue Reading →
Weekly update #2…Let’s catch up!
Good morning. Happy Sunday! It’s time for my weekly update. Things were hectic this week. I spent many hours on the road, traveling to and fro to various appointments and what have you. Thursday evening, I drove to Memphis to visit an old friend who I had not seen in fifteen years. We laughed, caught... Continue Reading →
Good morning…unedited…
Good morning! Have a great day today, and be blessed!
The Murder Business…The rewrite continues…unedited/incomplete…
Friends until the end.
The Murder Business…The beginning of the rewrite…unedited…
The abandoned warehouses stood as a silent witness, along with the full moon that hung precariously in the sky, as two black Chevrolet pickups pulled into an overgrown parking lot. Fifteen minutes ticked by before another black Tahoe joined them. Tia Mathers, Chief of Police for the town of Fredericksburg, stepped out. Mayor Tim Smith... Continue Reading →
Another small part of AHDDS…unedited…
Bray Farkin and Sara M. Templeton sat in the office, the awkward silence bordering on outright hostility. Sara refused to meet Farkin’s eyes. Bray kept his eyes on Sara. His had managed his anger and kept it veiled from the officers, but Sara’s inability to keep her mouth shut had almost led to more mistakes.“When... Continue Reading →
Good morning! A recounting of yesterday’s experience at the VA…unedited…
Good morning! May you all have a blessed day!
A new start to The Gate of Moments…an old story given new life…unedited…
The towering spire stood in the center of the plains. Dark clouds crowded the pinnacle as Kerry strode toward it. Blood dripped from her hands, her spectacles smeared with more blood, her scarf shredded, her clothing ripped and dangled from her body like some horrendous piece of fashion from a drunken weekend in Milan. “Must... Continue Reading →
The reconstruction continues…A Hot Day Down South…unedited…
We’re finally getting somewhere now, Konan thought as he drove through the quiet streets. We now know the weapon used to mark the victims is a double-edged fleshing knife. Konan pulled his phone out and called Lilly. “Hey,” she said. “Where are you?” “I’m headed out to Donne’s Funeral Home to make arrangements for Amber.” “That’s... Continue Reading →
Non-Fiction writing on a Monday morning…unedited…
This morning's post is about my struggle to lose weight, and the benefits of said weight loss.
A Walk among the Trees…unedited…
There’s this area I walk from time to time. To get away, to reset my mind and body, to hear something other than the screeching of modern life. In this vast park, I find my soul. I’m overdue for a walk among the trees. The serene bubbling of rushing water is calming to my harried... Continue Reading →
Thermopolis Konan and The 112th Files…unedited…
I drove us back to the parking garage and killed my truck. Ashley leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. I grinned like an idiot, but dang if it didn’t feel good. “I’ll see you later, Thermopolis,” Ashley said as she climbed out of my truck. “Take care of yourself, and thanks... Continue Reading →
Snatched…the conclusion…unedited…
Captain Walters led Titus to his quarters. A splendid meal was placed on the dining table. Walters sat at the head of the table and gestured for Titus to sit at the end. “When will we arrive in Havana, Captain Walters?” Walters smiled and cut into the tender meat. He shoved a forkful of it... Continue Reading →
Snatched…new writing, incomplete…unedited…
Rankin helped the kid up, and led him to one of the ambulances. I walked up to Manson. “Where’s Lilly? Rankin said she’s okay.” Manson wrapped her arm around my shoulders and gave me a squeeze. “She was conscious when the paramedics whisked her away. They took her to Memorial Hospital to get checked out.... Continue Reading →
Snatched…today’s writing…unedited…
Jeremiah stood in the living room and watched the thieves disappear in the wee hours of the morning. “How odd,” he thought to himself, “they didn’t even seem concerned that I would call the cops. That’s the strangest robbery ever…” A noise sounded from the library, and Jeremiah turned. A small smile crept across his... Continue Reading →
Snatched…new writing, unedited, incomplete…
At 0830, Lilly walked into the police precinct and made her a cup of coffee. Konan walked in just as she sat down. She blew on the coffee and watched as he poured himself a cup. After taking a sip, she called down to holding and had Bronowski brought up to an empty interview room.... Continue Reading →
Faithless…another new piece of writing…unedited…
We walked out of the Fredericks Building into the warm sunshine. Lilly got in on the passenger side, and I drove us toward the police precinct. “Do you think the board members know where the missing Trinity folks are hiding?” “I think they’re dead.” Lilly looked over at me and frowned. I gave her my... Continue Reading →
Faithless…new writing, unedited…
“Travis Franks. You remember him?” “Um, no. I remember Yvonne,” Konan said. Lilly rolled her eyes. “How could you forget her? You panted after like a dog in heat.” Ashley laughed, while Konan blushed red. He shook his head no but kept his mouth shut. “Okay, I guess we should go let Yvonne know that... Continue Reading →
You’re what you do…unedited…
It’s funny how writing is sometimes free and flowing, and other times it’s like having all your teeth ripped out without any meds to deaden the pain. Today is like the latter. My eye is drawn to a white envelope upon which I scrawled these words: “You are not what you say you are, you... Continue Reading →
A few words of encouragement…unedited…
I woke to this thought this a.m. “We all tried harder when scraps were all we had to offer, but all too often our best efforts ended in failure.” For some reason, I seem stuck in this point of ‘doing your best.’ This is not the first time I’ve sat at my computer and typed something... Continue Reading →
My trip to the library….unedited…
Good afternoon. Earlier today, I posted a piece of a writing about rewriting AWID. Apparently, as I was writing, I received a message on my phone from my local library. “Larry,” Mrs. Beverly drawled into my voicemail. “Those Civil War books you wanted are now available. We’re closing at three this afternoon, swing by if... Continue Reading →
A piece of writing as I take a break from AWID…unedited…
I am in my library trying to rewrite A Walk in Darkness. I’m trying, I really am. The memory of my war is still fresh after all this time. I write some, cry, and write some more. Even as I write this story, again, for not the first time either, people are dying in Ukraine. The... Continue Reading →
A Walk in Darkness…the nitty gritty…unedited…
Our new home sat on the corner of two major routes through the city of Baghdad. Along one, they built three bases along it. Each camp housed a major Army battalion, along with several other units. Each camp had a specific purpose. The largest sat at the end of the route, and it was an... Continue Reading →
The Rainy Ripper…further scrubbing of the opening….
“Rain. Why not? There is nothing like investigating a murder in the middle of a freaking hurricane.” Thermopolis Konan lifted his collar to shield his neck from the deluge. His ride should have been here ten minutes ago. “It’s always the same crap; make the new guy wait.” An unmarked Crown Vic pulled up next to the... Continue Reading →
A Walk in Darkness…the rewrite…
I remember... Those two little words are both rapturous and the bane of my existence. My memories have led me to this place, this abyss of depression and anxiety. It's a mental prison filled with the screams of the past, a place of oppressive darkness. I sat in the glaring white office of Dr. Wilson... Continue Reading →
Daily prompt answer…
Do you ever see wild animals? Every single day. Deer, turkey, red-tailed hawks, crows and ravens mostly.
Daily Prompt answer…
Share five things you're good at. 1. Read. That’s it. That’s the whole list.
An update…unedited…
Good evening. It’s a few minutes past 11 p.m. I am in bed with my MacBook Air, attempting to find the words to describe how insane my life has become. By using the word insane to express it, I fear I might’ve inferred that my life has worsened. Fear not, for my life has vastly... Continue Reading →
The Process…unedited
Good morning. It’s raining here, the sporadic bursts of rain against the tin fills my cabin. We’re facing about a week’s worth of rain, possibly even more if the weather forecast holds true, but it’s all good. The holiday season carries on, rain or shine. Today’s one of those days where I’m feeling writerly. I... Continue Reading →
Daily Prompt…
What are your feelings about eating meat? “I’m a carnivore,” I shout as I pound on the table like a petulant child. “More, more, more…” Seriously though, I’m a carnivore.
Daily Prompt
What are your two favorite things to wear? Red Wing Irish Setters and my G-Shock watch.
The Yolk of Life…unedited…
I woke up dreaming about unformed eggs,Embryonic, loose, vulnerable yolk,Gently lying in my hands, life so soft, so squishy."Careful" the voice said, "there’s still life."“No joy”, cried I, as I tried to walk up the steps,The soft liquid state of life fragile in my hands,Protective coat squishing between my fingers.’That’s called the bloom,’ said the... Continue Reading →
Today’s Prompt Answer.
If you didn't need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time? I would write every day and take up painting as my secondary ‘hobby’.
Top Three Pet Peeves: Daily Prompt…
Name your top three pet peeves.Rude people. Stupid people. Bad drivers.
