Written with the wild and crazy prompts: he didn’t, women and chair, the abyss, the opposite day, alfalfa sprouts and bacon, transient stakes, meditating on dried fruit, automatic alarm clock, unlock, how brave, nothing but the breath of a snorting dog, wanted a mother who baked, miracle, wiggle them up to your waist, going free … Continue reading The Curious Day Of Marie Cooper
Her mother named her Cheetah, hoping she would grow into a long-limbed, fleet-footed woman, but she developed broad shoulders and rounded haunches like a raccoon. Her father called her Chee, as if it were a nicked name, a shortened version of her totem animal, but Cheetah knew he meant Chi, pure core energy. She wanted … Continue reading Predator Heart
Starting the year off with a crazy little bit of flash fiction. Rest assured that resemblance of any character in this story to any actual person living or dead is strictly coincidental. It was a muggy morning. Gingin was not expecting any good news when she lifted the daily rag up off the doorstep, … Continue reading Gingin Takes a Chance
I wrote and published this piece six years ago, shortly after the death of a close friend. I came across it this week, and honestly, I'd forgotten that I wrote this as a Christmas meditation. The idea of surprise is becoming a theme for me this December. Life deals us all some pretty unpleasant surprises … Continue reading Loving Harvey: some Christmas musings
Here in California it remains unseasonably warm, so it's hard to believe that the holidays are right abound the corner. I want to let you know that all the paperback novels in my Avian Series are currently on sale at Amazon for 15% off. They all have beautiful new covers designed by graphic artist Karen … Continue reading Book News!
These were the prompts given to me: eat us an armadillo, laugh till you cry, pick up the pieces, then he joined us, battle of the brain and the body, that was her first kiss ever, don’t move, good thing it ended when it did, the notebook, never mind I have to admit that I … Continue reading Kitty and the Armadillo
Years ago, I whimsically folded a few of my original poems into paper airplanes and flew them into the audience at a reading. People were amused. This happened long ago, in the "Before Times," when no one had heard the names Microsoft or Apple iPhone. It was a simpler era, and yet today I say … Continue reading Free Books
This review is a little long, but there's a surprise at the bottom of the post! If you don't have time for reading, at least scroll down there. . . The first thing you’ll notice about The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt is that it’s a big book, 771 pages worth. If you’ve got the hardbound … Continue reading The Goldfinch, a book review
In her dream, Charlotte forgot that her husband was dead. Her dreaming self did seem to know that Rob was absent. In this imagined space, he had left to get out of her way, to allow her to grow into the person she was meant to be. So at the beginning of the dream—or rather … Continue reading Peacock Dreams
Written with the prompts: when we first met, onions, and high tide When we first met he was sitting on the beach at high tide throwing sweet yellow onions at the sea gulls. It’s not like I thought, hey, that’s my kind of guy!—but I was intrigued. Nonetheless, I’m no fool so I tried to back away, … Continue reading Big Love
