On Tuesday night, my husband and I went on a date. The Indiana Repertory Theatre in Indianapolis was offering a preview of Jules Verne’s Around the World in 80 Days. Al spent the day riding a street scrubber in the parking garage at the new JW Marriott currently being built on Washington Street. I settledContinue reading “Crossing the Street”
Is it just me or has anyone else noticed that people who most often comment after news articles online have nothing positive to say? Sometimes, the commentary gets so far off track that the commentators forget what the original article was about because they are too caught up in calling one another out for bad spelling. Continue reading “If you can’t say anything nice…”
School lets out for summer in about a month and I still recall my golden days of freedom after the last bell. Remember that senior thesis paper we all had to write? Back in 1986, my English teacher, Mrs. Marsland, assigned our class a paper entitled, The Meaning of Success. We read 3 biographies ofContinue reading “Bibliography Schmigliography”
I made my kids go to school today. They didn’t want to go, and that’s unusual.
I wonder if Toni feels like I would if I saw myself featured in Stephen King’s journal? “Bargersville chicken farmer – King’s biggest fan.” Ok, Kurt Vonnegut and Roller Derby are much more exciting than my chickens and Toni is way cooler than me but you get the idea. This was an event of a lifetime.
So, I ask the waitress for the Déjà’ Blue Martini, dirty.
This weekend as Al and I cleared brush from around the broken fence near the old outhouse, I spotted a slender spear of asparagus in the grass. I knew asparagus grew wild along that fence row, a leftover from someone’s garden of the past, but every spring I seem to miss the day the sproutContinue reading “Treasure Hunt”
Lisa stepped up to the driver’s side door of what appeared to be the cab driver’s personal vehicle converted to a taxi via the logo magnet and dash-mounted fare box. Through the open window, a deep-hills Tennessee drawl asked, “Y’all need a ride?” Lisa relayed her conversation with dispatch and this guy wasn’t the carContinue reading “The Bonnaroo Experience – Part 3 (Do I hear dueling banjos?)”
The pleasant surroundings disguise why we are here. Walls covered in sand colored, cloud textured wallpaper meet the floor of tan, sculpted Berber carpet. Lobby chairs with soft, muted geometric patterns line the walls trimmed in warm wood grain. Quiet, upbeat Jazz plays over the ceiling speakers and the aroma of brewing coffee is aContinue reading “Please check your humility at the door.”
Characters live in my head and from time to time, I let them out to play on paper. All the characters in my head are happy, fun-loving people. I would be friends with my characters. This presents a problem in my writing because I don’t like creating antagonists. I don’t like the guy who causesContinue reading “Pardon me while I stab you in the back, please.”