I came home tonight from work, tired, sad in a car that was going on fumes because I couldn’t find a gas station that wasn’t lined up onto the street (don’t ask me why – since it is Thursday, not a holiday weekend but there you go, everyone including me needed gas tonight. yippeee!) When…

In honour of Writer’s Wednesday #WW, I thought I would write a bit about writing – well, about my writing. I have been part of a writing workshop now for about 3 ½ years now – Diving Deeper Writer’s Workshop with Sandra Jensen. I have found it, and continue to find it incredibly helpful to…

I did it 🙂 On February 18th, the day before my 40th b-day, I finished the last story for my 40 stories in the 40 weeks leading up to my 40th year of living. Felt really good to complete that goal for myself! The entire list of stories is below. The last story was an…

I’m concerned about justice. I’m concerned about brotherhood. I’m concerned about truth. And when one is concerned about these, he can never advocate violence. For through violence you may murder a murderer but you can’t murder murder. Through violence you may murder a liar but you can’t establish truth. Through violence you may murder a…

am home from work this afternoon early, because my daughter has the flu. It’s been a busy week, because the virus has made its way first through my oldest daughter, then has started with me, and now my youngest. Despite feeling under the weather, my little one, who is currently laying on the sofa near by,…

I wish, on some days, that someone was with me while I was alone, to ask me what I am thinking about… not because it is anything important or profound… but because sometimes I miss having someone around to tell. Today, driving home, I was watching the sunrays coming through the clouds. There has been…

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in Eternity’s sunrise. ~ William Blake Sitting on top of a boulder The gorge stream icy cold Quiet fun holds a special charm Fogged-in on deserted cliffs A fine place to rest The…

There are different versions of this children’s song. I have vivid memories as a very young child, trying to do the actions of this song with my friends at school. I never understood at that time what a hokey or a pokey was but I thought it was great fun to jump in and out…

First, a little explanation about twiction. I first started to write twiction almost four months ago, at the end of March as a writing exercise – a way to challenge my brain to create a story in under 130 characters. On Twitter (ahh now you are starting to get where the name came from) the…

‘I told you never, ever bring it up again’ he said,slamming his hand on the table. Jack watched his brother. The truth hung in between them. ‘I swear, I don’t want to hear another word about it from you.’ Danny shouted. Jack walked started to walk away. “Brothers stick together”Jack did not turn around when…

shadows on curtain afternoon light falls through cracks in silence sitting