Visitation

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(100 Word Challenge)

In a rainbow haze she arrives. 

She is fussy and spoiled and I am overjoyed.

Random moments, unrelated, gel together making sense.

Her diaper is dirty.

I’ll buy her this dress for Christmas.

Spongebob, cats, carnitas…

At once I remember her favorites.

She laughs: “Hey-yeah!”

and I smile again.

She naps, then wanders from her toddler bed to find me.

I hold her.

Gently, I place her back in her bed.

And I lie down.

At dawn my eyes pierce the brightening day, searching. Yet, she is a fading wisp.

Where has she gone?!

I panic.

I remember.

I ache.

Dreams Bring Back The Memories

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Memories

By Maroon 5

(adapted-lightly-by yours truly)

Here’s to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not
‘Cause the dreams bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
‘Cause the dreams bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you

There’s a time that I remember, when I did not know no pain
When I believed in forever, and everything would stay the same
Now my heart feel like December when somebody say your name
‘Cause I can’t reach out to hold you, but I know I will one day, yeah

Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, ayy ayy
But everything gon’ be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, ayy

Here’s to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not
‘Cause the dreams bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through
Toast to the ones here today
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
‘Cause the dreams bring back all the memories
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you

Doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Memories bring back, memories bring back you

There’s a time that I remember when I never felt so lost
When I felt all of the aching was too powerful to stop (ooh, yeah)
Now my heart feel like an ember and it’s lighting up the dark
I’ll carry these torches for ya that you know I’ll never drop, yeah

Everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody hurts someday, ayy ayy
But everything gon’ be alright
Go and raise a glass and say, ayy

Here’s to the ones that we got (oh)
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you’re not
‘Cause the dreams bring back all the memories
Of everything we’ve been through (no, no)
Toast to the ones here today (ayy)
Toast to the ones that we lost on the way
‘Cause the dreams bring back all the memories (ayy)
And the memories bring back, memories bring back you

I’m Back

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Q: What was the moment when you realized that you should be a writer? Not just wanting to be, but that moment that said “yes, this needs to happen”. The eureka moment.

A: When I was a sophomore in high school (37 years ago!). It was then validated my first year in college when I discovered I could major in Creative Writing. Never looked back though my life twisted and turned in some horrible ways. I survived. I’m here. I’m writing again.

_________________________

How about you?

Curiosity And The Cat

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(100 Word Challenge)

“You read what I write?” He had said he didn’t care.

“Occasionally.”

“Then you should know that it was filled with hope for quite sometime.” She let the world know how she felt because with him those feelings were all on her. It took courage. “These are seeds for new stories.”

Did he snort or choke? Haha. Serves him right.

The word challenges were private, though published. All exercises in committing to word what the heart cannot bear, what the heart hopes. Life is messy, love prevails. She would hone the art of concisely conveying that paradox.

The Way of All Things

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(100 Word Challenge)

The explosion of feeling. “You always let him get away with things. Why do you need to parent? He’s an adult.”

Which to respond to?

In calamity she found peace in small reminders: the morning sun greeting flowers. In her world there were no clouds gathering and threatening to storm. No fear of angering him; no fear of the marriage deflating.

“I will tell him that the dishes must be be put away each time there are dishes in the drain.”

“Until the next time.”

No response. No fear.

They continued: two people in two spaces beside one another. Coexisting.

Story Seeds

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My hundred word challenges aren’t always stories. They are emotional snapshots that often are the seeds of a new story. A messy life; the promise of healing.

I share them with you because you can relate in some way. Because you like to see characters heal. Because you are curious where my ideas come from.

I share songs reflecting my current mood that are also seeds for stories.

I share book reviews of my own novel and those I have written for others.

I choose images that support those posts.

I hope you enjoy my blog.

Stories matter.

Again

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(100 Word Challenge)

She approached him to share a simple everyday thing.

He, annoyed: Are you talking to me?? I can’t even hear you.

She repeated herself. His expression? Whatever.

Brokenhearted. Again. Why did I choose him? He is like my mother. I am an annoyance.

A simple plan. A simple dream. A quiet new home with just her thoughts and her cats. Peace and quiet, blossoming joy. Visitors that are happy to see her.

She’d never spoken to him that way. She entertained the thought of starting. It was not her way. She loved him too much. Why?

To each his own.

It’s Coming!

The Beatles

Here Comes The Sun

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right

Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun
It’s all right
It’s all right