Category Archives: Writing

His forefathers had nearly frozen to death and starved due to their decision to move. Thanks to the Native Americans, they survived. So today he was about to carve a turkey in their honor. The sharp knife glided through the … Continue reading →

The little boy could see his breath as he chased after his father.  His father, whose legs were twice as long as the boys’, was a good ten feet in front of his son. In his right hand was a … Continue reading →

Television raised him. Every afternoon, he got off the bus, let himself into his house and turned on the TV. He was a latchkey kid.  And he was darn proud of it. The TV was his nanny, his companion and … Continue reading →

In the middle of the night a middle-aged man woke with a jolt.  For months he had been praying for something to be thankful for and for months, he received no clear answer to his prayers. The clock read 3:23 … Continue reading →

Sparks and embers floated skyward, adding to the pinpoints of light in the starry heavens above. The heat from the dying bonfire created an oasis from the cold.  It was the first chilly night of fall — A gift for … Continue reading →

A car lies crushed after an early Sunday morning accident. Three young, promising lives are taken from us way too soon. I can’t image the horror the three boys’ parents are going through right now.  They are living every parent’s … Continue reading →

A few spooky stories just in time for Halloween: A Magical Halloween: A town’s mysterious mansion and its magical owner. The Ghost of the Smokies: A true ghost story I made up. Monster Chronicles: Short humorous stories about real monsters … Continue reading →

Oaks lined the oldest street of one of Mississippi’s oldest towns.  The homes along it dated from well before the Civil War.  It was one of the few towns in the South that General Sherman hadn’t burned. Rumor was that … Continue reading →