As part of a writing challenge I participated in last week, we were required to do a "cover" of a story, poem, television show, etc. I decided to do a cover of the poem "High Flight" written by John Gillespie Magee, Jr., a pilot during WWII.  The words of the poem have been italicized. The … Continue reading Flying →

She painted my nails cherry red while humming a sweet tune. Or was it an incantation? With my fingers under the dryer, I tingled with hope. “That color is ‘To Find Love’. Tomorrow he will search for you.” I smiled. “That will be $50.” Written for YeahWrite's monthly microprose challenge - 44 words, a color … Continue reading To Find Love →

Content Warning  The little girl poked the dark, blue spot on her mother’s arm and asked, “Mommy, why do you have these spots?” Trying not to flinch, the mother said, “It’s a bruise honey. I had an accident.” The little girl bent her head and kissed the mark. “Now it will be all better. Just … Continue reading Maintaining Innocence →

When I walked into the Red Feather retreat, I was immediately pulled into the artwork on the walls, the crystals on the shelves and the warm, comfortable atmosphere that welcomed everyone who walked through the door. I’d heard about the place from a friend of mine. We were at a party and she talked about … Continue reading New Experiences →

I work for the local utility company and am fortunate enough to have a fairly large desk with drawers and upper cabinets to store whatever my little heart desires. Unfortunately, a lot of this storage is utilized for my personal junk. This is “stuff” that you may or may not need during the day and … Continue reading Feng Shui at Work →

1. Don’t try to be my friend – I don’t need you to be my friend. If I want to connect with someone at work, I’ll reach out to someone who is on my level or in a different department. That way we won’t have any conflicts of interest or falling outs that might impact … Continue reading How to be a Great Manager (from a lowly, non-managerial perspective) →

As the man with greasy, black hair took their money Jillian felt the chisel of anxiety drill into her temple. Something wasn’t right, but she couldn’t put her finger on it. The man guided them to a large metal door and turned to face them. “Tonight, you’re going to experience the Escape Room called Meltdown. … Continue reading Escape →