The Pit

How was I going to escape this pit?

The Pretenders

How often are you prompted to “Put On A Happy Face” to hide an ugly truth from the world?

What if Belle had Married Gaston?

    The old man was sitting limply at a table staring at nothing in particular.  A tall distinguished member of the National Gendarmerie entered from a door to the bar room.  Spotting the old man at the table, he quietly made his way to the other side of the table.  He reached out his hand in greeting, “Monsieur Moritz Vital, I am Inspector Boule.  I understand you have a confession to make.”

     The old man raised his head to look at the inspector.  He said nothing for several moments.  Sighing he finally spoke, “I might.”

Sand In The Hourglass

     Diana rolled over on the air mattress and rubbed her back.  Well, this was the last night.  Tomorrow night she would be in her own bed….. but she wouldn’t be here.  Diane suddenly sat up at the realization.  She had stayed in their house until it sold while her husband had gone ahead and moved to Colorado where he had acquired a new job. Their condo waited her arrival.  Tomorrow morning… Diane glanced at her watch.  This morning!  This morning her husband would come and help load his truck with the last of their things and then they would drive the six hours to their new home.  

Writing Wednesday: From Yesterday To Tomorrow

A chill overtook Natalie and she felt her skin crawling before she heard a step behind her.  She stood and turned.  She stared at him holding her favorite teddy bear in one hand and his pistol in the other.  “Hi, dad,” she whispered.

Writing Wednesday … I Cried

I wrote this song in 2012 when my daughter was graduating from high school.

Writing Wednesday … Wrong Side Of The Tracks

Today I am going a different direction and sharing a song I recently wrote.

Writing Wednesday … In The Shadows

This is Infertility Awareness Week and Part of the Bloggers Unite Challenge from  #NIAW is to #StartAsking.  Ask why there is so little awareness?  Why don’t my friends understand?  What can I do to help my friends understand??  #StartAsking !

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Wednesday Writing …. Child Lost

 

Before Shari even had a chance to rejoice in new life, it was snatched away leaving a deep despairing chasm that Shari wasn’t even aware existed until that point.

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Writing Wednesday… Comatose

Comatose in her hospital bed, she could hear every word they said.

She wished she couldn’t.