Fall On Your Knees, a book review

Fall On Your Knees by Ann-Marie MacDonald is a larger than life story, a convoluted tale of family secrets and lies.  At least three times in the novel the action occurs in clumps, and over the course of a few days or even a single night, there is more family melodrama than all of Shakespeare’s … Continue reading Fall On Your Knees, a book review

The Sensitive Man and The Chocolate Chip Cookies

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  47 shades of lipsticks, kaleidoscope of emotion, near the edge, she explained it to her mother, picking peaches, with your feet in the ocean, where to? taciturn moon, this was the sensitive man she was waiting for, chocolate chip cookies   Miranda painted her face with … Continue reading The Sensitive Man and The Chocolate Chip Cookies

Velvet Dress

Hi, there!!  In case you haven't heard, April is National Poetry Month, so all month I've been posting original poems.  Times being what they are, I've wanted to post poems that are fun and/or funny!  This week's offering fits both categories well.  Enjoy!   The music is salty like dry roasted peanuts. I come downstairs … Continue reading Velvet Dress

Marilyn’s Folly

Written with the prompts:  Angus lost a shoe not far from the folly, busy street but you are alone, dog named Moose who didn’t like men, buyer’s remorse, refuse, I can carry on   It all started the night Marilyn’s husband Angus lost his shoe somewhere in the backyard, near the gazebo that Marilyn called … Continue reading Marilyn’s Folly

Big Love

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

The Poetry Bunny

Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts:  tangy, tired of using words, accountant, electric lights, hooked on phonics, I found the strangest thing in my pocket “I found the strangest thing in my pocket,” Peter said at breakfast.  He pulled out an eight and half by eleven sheet of paper folded into a … Continue reading The Poetry Bunny

The Breath of the Universe

Written with my Thursday group with prompts:  Mr. I Can’t, Oh shit, Rufus said, hallways, chocolate yes indeed Matilda called Rufus Mr. I Can’t, Mr. Rain On My Parade, and Doctor No.  Not because he was a doctor, not because he was a Bond villain, but because he was Mr. Negativity himself, Mr. Dark Clouds … Continue reading The Breath of the Universe