Failed Villains

I have a secret passion - besides blogging. Fus Ro DAH...!  If you know what that means, you KNOW what I'm talking about. Skyrim.  Yes, I am a "gamer."  I do play the RPG types of video games (role play games for those not into that sort of thing).  But I also play... Drum roll please...?… Continue reading Failed Villains

My Dream – Mine

Had a dream of a husband, kids and being a stay at home mom...until the kids were at school.  We were in a large house in an upper-middle-class residential neighborhood in the Upper Midwest.  The schools were superb, the neighbors were excellent, crime was non-existent, the streets were wide and no cars were ever on… Continue reading My Dream – Mine

Under Construction Part II – Recreate

Photo by Matthew Hamilton on Unsplash In part I of this saga, I decided that as I am very serious about my writing, I thought I'd reward my efforts and expends some funds to invest in this endeavor, my passion.  I knew it wouldn't be an easy task. CSS?  Excuse me?  HTML?  Is my head spinning!  It's bad… Continue reading Under Construction Part II – Recreate

And Then…She Jumped

A nightmare had long begun; the mind was being stretched and twisted One year?  Three?  Ten?  God only knows how long she had been holding on Holding onto what?  Faith?  Inner strength?  Determination?  Or was she already afflicted? Not knowing.  Not understanding.  Not seeing the signs.  Reality has gone Culminating in an altered state so… Continue reading And Then…She Jumped

Dance of the Snake

It always begins... with.... a strike of a match.... the strange smell like gasoline....                The flick of the wrist to douse the flame from the match.... But? The end of the cigarette is lit.  It just...burns.  It doesn't...do anything Wait!  The smoke!  It's a single string into the air… Continue reading Dance of the Snake

Home of The Heart

Home. I began to wonder what is home to me.  I thought about all of the places around the entire world that I'd love to see - even live.  I realized...that's not my idea of home. I thought of all of the people in the world I'd love to get to know as well as those who… Continue reading Home of The Heart

Wishes From A Dreamer

I was always told I was an idealist.  I had visions of things being so perfect in an imperfect world and it was frustrating to me.  World peace depressed me.  Politics, though I got into the intricacies of it all, left me feeling empty.  What got to me the most? Real issues...like... I mean, why… Continue reading Wishes From A Dreamer