Hey, Folks. Quick one, this time. I was originally going to do another round of Snippets from Tammy, sharing past conversations and mildly-crazed stories. (“Oh, look, here’s the letter she wrote to Scotch the Cat in the voice of her dog Petey!”) But then, as I reviewed and […]
Another batch of excerpts from “Duck Sauce”, a novel I scribbled thirty years ago and recently rediscovered… The methodology: Search for signs of intelligent life in the yellowed pages and share them, unedited, as mini-mirrors of my writing at that time. (Trust, I’ve had to gnaw at my […]
Hey, Folks. Some of you who have listened to me babble for years now are aware that I lost most of my early writings through a series of incidents (some accidental, one, in particular, extremely vindictive). This loss haunts me from time to time, even though I realize […]
Note: This is a companion piece to yesterday’s post, which you can peruse here. Some of you will be at least mildly pleased to see that the suggestions you made on the previous post have magically appeared in this installment, even though this was actually written many years […]
Henry was somewhat regretting his decision. After all, he hadn’t been here for years. Decades, possibly. Time skitters once you reach a certain age, with current happenings briefly shimmering in the neck of the wine bottle, but once you uncork, the vessel of memory expands and long ago […]
Note: The following is an ancient post that I drag out every few years. It’s been modified considerably over time, but the melody remains the same… Before I get to the full-frontal exposition (and it’s not what you think, which will relieve most of you but will […]
Editor’s Note: We’re still in the “House of Blues” in Atlantic City. (Previous installment found here.) I have just offended Bubbles by somehow implying that she’s not my friend. Slightly-harsh words were exchanged, and Bubbles stomped into a dressing room to concoct an appropriate punishment. I was huddled […]
Howdy, Bonnywooders. (I just love typing that non-word, hinting as it does of clandestine activities after too many mint juleps on a hot southern night.) Our friend Bubbles is scheduled to arrive at the Manor later today, on the backwash-boomerang end of her cross-country journey these past several […]
Hey, Folks. This week’s writing prompt will be (relatively) short and nostalgically sweet. Your Mission: Create a string of dialogue or a voice-over (think “documentary monotone”, observing wildlife in the Kalahari ) to explain what might be transpiring in this photo. Some background details that might give you […]
1. Lik-A-Stix This treasure came in the form of three connected paper pouches, filled with what was essentially colored and flavored sugar, and then this long, flat “stick” that looked like somebody had stepped on a piece of chalk and flattened it. You took the stick, tore the […]
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