Monthly Archives: Dec 2015

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Writer On Vacation

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While this is technically true, I am doing my best to take a break. If I do it right, when I come back from vacation, the words will practically spill out.

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Life is just action and reaction, rationalizations are added later on.

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Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer #FridayJams #MerryChristmas

John is horrified by this song (he’s a good Italian boy who reveres his grandmother), but it’s my absolute favorite. I’m sure it’s because my father would turn it up whenever it came on and waggle his eyebrows while he sang. We knew it wasn’t his grandma he was referring to, but mine (his mother-in-law). Evil child that I was, I thought it was funny. I think my grandmother did, too.

Now, it’s my favorite Christmas song, and I think of my dad whenever I hear it…and my grandmother.

Merry Christmas, y’all!

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Santa Goes Viral

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And the answer is, “Of course I am!”

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Just What I Wanted #microstory #fiction

I know you got me a present. What is it? Is it bigger than a breadbox?

Can I open it? Pleeeeeease?

I don’t beg!

Pretty box! Pretty paper! All mine!

Open it? Well, if you insist.

A coupon for a free hug?

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I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.

Alexandre Dumas
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Santa Baby #FridayJams

We’re so close now! I can’t wait to watch everyone open presents on Christmas Day. In the meantime, I’ll dream about my own personal Santa. 😉

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A Writer’s Vacation

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I won’t be on the beach. Hopefully, it’ll be cold enough to justify a sweater. But yes, in just over a week, I’ll be on vacation. This is what happens whenever I attempt to “relax.” The brain never really stops working.

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The Last Minute Panic #microstory #fiction

Where is it? Don’t look at me like that! I gave it to you! If we don’t find that ring, she’ll be a widow before I’m a husband.

You found it? Where was it?

Why did you put it in your mouth?

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To say goodbye is to die a little.

Raymond Chandler
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