See a Penny…Don’t Pick it Up- Ch3 (Short story series)

Work drags on and I find myself watching the door. Logically I know it's ridiculous. Gerard didn't seem the type for Wednesday pizza night. But a girl can dream. He would waltz in like he owned the place, gaze longingly into my eyes and say "Come away with me Pennelope. I'm a billionaire but all …

See a Penny..Return Wallet- CH2 (short story series)

Last night replays in my head more than once. I am convinced I would do nothing differently. Even the man's mother was hard pressed to come up with something nice to say. For the newspaper article she says, "We knew it would happen one day, death or jail." I toss the paper to the empty …

I am the Computer Revivicator!

Really, That's my new super hero name. But I only know the one trick. Ok, I know it's not that big a deal for some, but for me it was like brain surgery. I love, love, love YouTube and all its great information providing videos! After a half hour search of the junk drawer and …

Karma is Electric – Ch1 (Violent story w/rough language)

I, Pennelope Redlin, killed a man. It wasn't on purpose but I wish that it had been. That I could have made it last. A slow, lingering, painful death. The actions leading to his death were his own. I had no part in them. Bo Parsons decided to put on his new bling. He swaggered …

CPU Blues

It's monday, what did I think would happen... As per my last blogish post, I have been revisiting my old stories on a previous laptop. So I opened my 7yr old Dell this morning and got nothing but a round of 7 alarm clock like beeps. I thought it must just be the battery dead. …

Life Lessons in Stupidity

This is a memory of one of the stupidest nights I took part in. Only the names of people and places are changed. The events unfortunately are true.  One snowy Saturday night, my cousin Jenny and I were hanging out at her house. Her mother, my aunt Teri, had decided that since there was such …

Life of the Blade (Poem)

When grass is fresh and young it sweetly leans to its neighbor. When grass matures it stands alone only kissing the closest blade in the wind. When grass drops seed it's use is done, empty heads hang. When grass dances in a golden mob it whispers warnings of change. When grass are the only souls …

Self Intimidation

I spent way to much of today in front of my computer. No, not writing. But reading things I wrote years ago. Things unfinished not because I felt they were subpar, but because I had no idea how to write that well again. I read the story and don't recognize my writing. "Damn how did …

First light (Part 2- read the other 1/2 first)

I waited. I waited at the window, wearing my black lace cocktail dress. I sat on the porch reading. I waited more.  At ten I finally conceded, he wasn't coming. I felt stupid for having dreams of a great whirlwind romance. Mostly I was angry that I didn't get his cell number. I couldn't call …

First Light (Part 1 – 1/2 a short story)

Every morning as the sun peeks over the ridge, I jog up my mountain. I know every trail, tree and rock. Most days I am the only person on the mountain. I love those days, it feels like there is not a soul left in the world. Not a soul left to judge me. That …