Category Archives: Writing

Watched the Republican debate last night. I listened to the President talk about his Jobs Bill. Much talk is coming from D.C. about fixing the economy. I’m sure eventually a solution will come from Washington. Eventually But I’m not waiting … Continue reading →

There was no rush-hour in the Town.  It had a rush-ten minutes. Automatic opening doors opened slower. People from the City were forever walking into them.  People just walked slower in the Town. They talked slower, too.  The heat must … Continue reading →

The lady walked into the bathroom and looked around.  It looked like something you’d find in a third-rate truck stop. And smelled worse. Even flies gagged when they entered it. But over in the corner was an air freshener.  It … Continue reading →

The computer’s screen was as blank as his brain.  He sighed. Writer’s block was the official name for what he was suffering.  A pain in the butt was what he called it. The writer slammed his fist against his desk … Continue reading →

Epiphanies are cerebral lightning strikes.  They’re ideas that flash out of the blue and change lives by lighting fires underneath souls. His epiphany occurred during an unexpected moment — while watching a football game.  It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon … Continue reading →

The man on the news told him to never forget. Never forget. How could he?  He could still hear the whine of the engines as the planes accelerated into the World Trade Center.  He could see the black smoke against … Continue reading →

The crisp fall-like air wrapped its arms around him, hugging him as he pulled his bike over to watch the sunrise.  The sound of the wind whistling past his head and the puff of his breathe went quiet.  He stopped. … Continue reading →