About “Beach Glass”
Beach Glass is prose-poetry that came to me as indicated, on a trip to the beach with Fran. The actual beach was Robinson Beach on the west side of Whidbey Island, instead of Holmes Harbor facing...
I think, therefore I am' - René Descartes 1596 - 1650
Beach Glass is prose-poetry that came to me as indicated, on a trip to the beach with Fran. The actual beach was Robinson Beach on the west side of Whidbey Island, instead of Holmes Harbor facing...
F:”What happens next?” J:”I don’t know. Lets wait until Kathy gets home and make a plan” F:”Where’s my getup and go?” J:”I think you have it. You just have to use it.” (grunt, then silent pause.)...
Susan Wingate is an esteemed author of “Christian Fantasy” and other fiction derivatives. I met her briefly when she was speaking at the 2014 Whidbey Island Writers Conference. She impressed me there as someone who has...
Recently, Kathy has asked or 85 year old mother, Fran, who has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, a couple of questions about her past. Did she remember food rationing during the war years? Where did certain people...
A Story Recently, I’ve been reading Persun’s Cathedral of Dreams. Residents bask in blissful, meaningless monotony. Outsiders strive thru hard, desperate, emotional days. Some want out from within. Others want in from without. There is a...
I’m concurrently reading three different books right now: 1. Encore by May Sarton, a journal she kept in her 80s (softbound) 2. Of City and Stars / The Sands of Mars by Arthur C. Clark –...
This afternoon, K, Fran, & I drove to Western Washington University in Bellingham, WA to listen to Nick Wees play his junior trumpet recital. It was a beautiful day, about 75F and sunny. After dropping...