Dude was a loser...

To my mother - I never knew her.

Written to a fiction prompt about Teddy Bears.

I'm doing some reflecting here...

About life in the fast lane...

VIII Torundel wept. He lay in bed in the soft night gown his wife had given him for blood day, and the loss of his love and the humiliation tore at his sanity in each its own direction. His wife hadn't

​​​​​​This is a song for burdened hearts, ​Who wonder far & wander lost: Of hungry gods & goddesses untamed, The fevered worship of trees & grass; ​Of pink sunsets & yellow sunrises, ​The

Behind cold bars and closed doors where you can't tell day from night, time squeezes seconds into minutes, days into weeks, weeks into years. Occasionally a match is lit and glimpses of casted shadows

It's time we open a dialog...

What's more effective, the throw or the fling?

The ending of The Contest story.

Song Lyrics that I've written from a prompt - Prompt A Day, Shady Writing

A fictional story that isn't about me. It really isn't.

My Introduction Post

Bored and stuck at home. With nowhere to go these days, life tends to get monotonous unless we consciously do something about it. Ironically, the day still passes by too quickly and I end up wondering

Lights in the park 2  0  2 0  watercolor on paper How to get good lights in watercolor painting. Hello to all dear friends and welcome back to my blog. I hope you are well and safe and that you are having