Past Imperfect – #556
So many things I could say. So many things that I shouldn’t… Previously shared in “Crusty Pie”.
Past Imperfect – #407
Olivia, left: “I’m sorry about what happened. We’ve all been in your shoes and it can be a painful and trying time. If you need anything, just let me know.” Betsy: “Well, I sure could use a place to stay.” Olivia: “A place to stay? Why on earth […]
Present Tense – #15
Kate, center: “Say, either one of you twinkies know where I can find that Brian fella?” Cary, left: “Haven’t you heard?” Jimmy, right: “It’s really quite shocking.” Kate: “Of course I haven’t heard, or I wouldn’t be wasting my time in this scene. And the only thing I […]
Past Imperfect – #401
Gretchen, far left, whispering to Mildred, near left: “Don’t you think there’s something a bit off about this formation?” Mildred: “Whatever do you mean? We’re lined up quite nicely and that small boy over there is already running off to let everyone know that we are promenading in […]
Yet Another Blog Post Wherein I Nakedly Seek Validation Despite Knowing Full Well That My Efforts Are Mostly in Vain and There Will Be Disappointment in the End
Now that I have your attention, let’s talk about me. As some of you may recall, I mentioned last Fall that I was working on a short-story collection for publication. (Let’s be real, we’re talking about “self-publication”, that nasty phrase that instantly causes people you meet to change […]
Past Imperfect – #34
They weren’t sure where they were, how they got there, or who decided to stop at the bordello for a costume change. But they were happy, and that’s all that really mattered. Until some fool decided to question things and bring everybody down. Smyrna, left, fool: “Maybe this […]
Six Degrees of Saturation
The occasion: A festive birthday party at a friend’s lovely home. The setting: The quaint back patio of said lovely home. The time: Several drinks into the night. The factuality: This actually happened, although I fudged a bit with things like the real names of the people […]
Past Imperfect – #575
Meredith knew she had put it off long enough. She had hemmed. She had hawed. She had worked on things that didn’t need working, piddled with things that didn’t need piddling, and dicked with things that didn’t need dicking. She had even scrubbed all the toilets in the […]
Granny Mae Saves the World, Part II: Rick Perry’s Hair
So I was sittin’ out on the back porch, eatin’ me a moon pie and wonderin’ if that Bufford family down the street was ever gonna spit out a kid that was worth somethin’, when one of my own youngins hollered out for me to come look at […]
Granny Mae Saves the World, Part I: That Damn Budget Mess
Note: Some of my long-time blog buddies may recall the peripheral character of Granny Mae Dean, the ancient-but-wise proprietor of Granny Mae’s Bait Shack and Trailer Park, who would pop up from time to time, holler out something sweet and spicy, then wander back to wherever she […]
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