Kitty and the Armadillo

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

Free Books

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

The Goldfinch, a book review

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

Peacock Dreams

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

Deep Fried Romance

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 Deep Fried Romance

Night Train

On the night train to Paris I looked out the window and saw a school of merpeople practicing lawn tennis. The ghost of Gertrude Stein and the ghost of Alice B. Toklas sat sipping Pinot Noir and munching on olives as the merpeople fantasized about beating Roger at Wimbledon, but the women just laughed and the … Continue reading Night Train

Searching

Written with my Thursday group with the prompts:  a blur from the beginning, among the garbage and the flowers, half tempted, they’ll never understand, new normal, Margaret needs her own room, I love the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night, fireworks in Madrid, red eye, not fragile like a flower, fragile like … Continue reading Searching

Memorie and the Coyote

Written with the prompts:  monster, did it wander off, but that’s why you want to be there, beautiful but scary, slower and more careful, underwater, he started to cry, a cozy place  Memorie is in a cozy pace, propped up with pillows and notebook, iced herbal tea and the most affectionate of her three cats … Continue reading Memorie and the Coyote

Summer Reading: a few cryptic reviews (no spoilers!)

Every summer I go in search of a book I can fall in love with.  A book that will capture my imagination with poetic language, fascinating characters, and a compelling story.  A book I can’t put down. As the weather warmed, and I became too lazy to get off the couch, the first book I … Continue reading Summer Reading: a few cryptic reviews (no spoilers!)

Just Like Romeo and Juliet

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  garbage day is his marker in time (yes, that really was the prompt!), still making that noise, a perfect summer day, lost in the moment, and she lets me know she cares for me when she sinks her teeth in my ankle (that last phrase may … Continue reading Just Like Romeo and Juliet