by Susie Cavenaugh (417 words, 2 minutes read time) Some say that size doesn't matter. I've met very few women who will agree with such nonsense. They will state that it is a misnomer, intended only to placate inadequate husbands, poorly proportioned boyfriends, and temporary playmates. Women know how little confidence most men have. That their... Continue Reading →
~ I’m Mandy, call me…
Brett Cavanaugh* (327 words, 2 minutes read time) Our chat ended abruptly. Her final words: “sorry, this session has timed out. It is now concluded and at its end. You should hang up now, walk away, and carry on with your life, or perhaps call back later…” I knew better. I didn’t hang up. I knew,… Continue Reading →
~1986 ~ Susie’s Journal ~
(303 words, 2 minutes read time) 12-13-1986 (transcribed from my old diary) I begin this totally fictional, free-form journal on my sixteenth birthday. Consider it my personal, uncalled for, rant on the world. Papa suggested it. It’s an alternative to the trap of poetry. Here, I will write without doubling back, proofreading, or second guessing... Continue Reading →
~ Reyn responds to Patreon gripes
(403 words, 2 minutes read time} >~~ Reyn ~~< (Santa Fe)~ A couple of weeks back I received gripes from a few disgruntled Patreon subscribers. These troubled souls, rich beyond belief, are obsessed with me simply because I'm eternal. It’s true, I do have a great publicist. Nine of these Nouveau stooges bothered to use... Continue Reading →
~ a few words of vice…
>~~~~~ WP prompt ~~~~~< (343 words, 1.5 minute read time.) There are many “bests” we could consider. I’ll narrow them down to two or three. All of the best advice is simple, but has been regrettably complicated by poets, philosophers, guru’s, religious zealots and lunatics. Folks that regurgitate the same simple basic deep truths and… Continue Reading →
~ A tale of two houses…
~~~> Denise and I after a long day of fishing. Secret Fort in the background, Bougainvillea, and garage to left. ~~~< (473 words, 3 minutes read time) As my parents’ family grew so did their house requirements. Until the one day they discovered a special forever home on Casa Linda Drive. Of course, this story… Continue Reading →
~ Spring Break #11
Always, no sometimes, think it's me. But you know I know when it's a dream.* (414 words, 2 minutes read time.) >~~~~~ 11 ~~~~~< It was growing late. The Snowbirds had left before midnight, having decided to run to Camping World in Barstow and have that awning installed before the weekend. The Cowboys had also... Continue Reading →
~ Spring Break #10
“Nowhere man, don't worry. Take your time, don't hurry. Leave it all 'til somebody else lends you a hand...* 407 words, 2 minutes read time. "Hennessey, neat," said Dr. Hapless. He sounded tired. He was tired. He’d just spent most of a twelve-hour shift trying to revive a comatose clergyman. Mel turned and poured the... Continue Reading →
Skipping Stones- EPILOGUE.
1962- thirteen skips~~~~~>>> (section seven) <~~~~~~~~~~ EPILOGUE ~~~~~~~~~~> The next morning was Saturday. Mom let us sleep late on Saturday, but it was usually her who would actually sleep until nine. We had cartoons to watch, and Saturday morning was when the best ones were on. It was also the only day Mom let us... Continue Reading →
of stardust and black matter…
Photo by Simon Berger on Pexels.com(1,310 words, 7 minutes read time) a bit of a rant. maybe... <~~ALSO POSTED SEPERATELY IN "SERIALS" AS A FIVE PART SERIES~~> I'm never really sure how these things get started. Often, I don't even know where they began. I only know that frequently, material, time, and effort suddenly disappear... Continue Reading →