Short Stories
Short vignettes about the world around me though my imagination "remembers" things differently.
Osprey’s Tail Tale
A completely true (except for the parts I made up) tale about an Osprey’s tail that brought up some blinding memories.
Read the MusingRoad Rage
Our peaceful morning walk was shattered by the shouts and taunts from a passing vehicle—a moment of unbridled road rage.
Read the MusingA Crappy Little Short Story
This is not a literary masterpiece. It’s a crappy little short story. A tale of rainy weather, dog walking, and the necessary output from those efforts.
Read the MusingPlease and Thank You
A simple good morning, hello, please, and thank you make strangers smile at each other. Wouldn’t the world be great if we did more of that?
Read the MusingChange of Scenery
The simplest explanation why we are leaving Maggie Valley and moving to Murrells Inlet is a change of scenery. The complete truth is more complex.
Read the MusingRunning On Empty
Rural highways, small towns, a big funeral, and lots of crops, but no service stations in sight and I was running on empty.
Read the MusingBlack Magic
How do you create black magic in the middle of the night? Two dogs, two rabbits, a bright flashlight, a social media post, and an evil overlord.
Read the MusingCave Entrapment Of The Minor Kind
The heroic rescue of the boys in Thailand sparked the memory of my own spelunking experience which included a cave entrapment of the minor kind.
Read the MusingEyes Wide Open
The middle of the night. A dark bedroom. My sleep disturbed. I find myself clutching the covers with my eyes wide open. Oh, the horror.
Read the MusingBrad And His Date
A wink-and-a-smile charming young man, Brad was a scoundrel. A mostly true tale of Brad and his date on a sidewalk in Folly Beach, South Carolina.
Read the MusingTide Pod Challenge
The Tide Pod Challenge is the latest teenage craze sweeping social media. Good thing we weren’t that stupid as kids. Or were we?
Read the MusingI Wasn’t Driving
SHORT STORY – Law Enforcement Officers have a most challenging job, but sometimes their stories have great levity – such as this one with the protest, “I wasn’t driving!”
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