I turned fifteen in 1916. I was overseas. On that morn, I lifted my head above the trench to look across the battlefield.
Coils of concertina wire lay across the furrowed ground. Trenches filled with dead, frightened, and damaged men.
"Once a pond a time..."
traditional haiku in the english language
Exploring the World of Fiction
Some friendly writerly advice and a community where you can feed your creativity
A place filled with mostly unfinished stories. Begun primarily as a direct result of my association with the OC Writer's Guild
Follow That Rabbit!
Philosophy is all about being curious, asking basic questions. And it can be fun!
Short Stories from a book called life
Some Pictures Must Be Taken. Some Quotes Must Be Quoted.
thoughts from my mind to yours
(...and some I have)
for when fingers get busy on the keyboard