Category Archives: Writing

I just finished reading an interesting article about how the term “cancer survivor”  belittles those who didn’t survive the disease.”  And I have to admit I was a little stunned by it at first. I’ve never considered “cancer survivor” to … Continue reading →

Prologue: A blonde, toothy television reporter stood in front of middle-class two-story home.  Next to him was a four-year-old golden retriever named Mike.  Behind them was a family with two parents, a boy in braces and a girl with glasses … Continue reading →

It was the biggest scandal to hit the town of Cotton Gin, Mississippi since Edna Mae Smith started taking her clothes off in the middle of First Nazareth Baptist Church. Jennifer Rollins suddenly started speaking her mind. While Edna Mae … Continue reading →

“Mornin’ Mr. Cooper!” The little boy rode his bike by the older man.  Mr. Cooper, walking toward the beach, was a fixture in this small, seaside neighborhood.  Slightly slumped and balding, he wore thick glasses and a slight smile.  “Morning, … Continue reading →

The amorous couple’s bed was hitting the motel wall in three-quarter time. Thunka thunk thunk thunk — the lonely man in the next room grabbed the TV remote and turned up the volume. Bradley Smathers longed to be home and … Continue reading →

A few rambling thoughts in no particular order: 1. The utility companies are once again doing a great job. OK, I am biased. My power stayed on. But you really don’t know what a big deal that is to me. … Continue reading →

In 1973, Atlanta had one of its worst ice storms on record. Up to five inches of ice covered everything with a thick coating of glaze. It knocked down power lines and pine trees alike.  Some parts of my suburban … Continue reading →

As I write this, the Hurricane Issac is hammering the Gulf Coast and dumping rain on South Mississippi.  Here in Central Mississippi, we watch and wait, wondering if and when we’ll get the rain.  My hurricane preparations are ready. I … Continue reading →