I’ve never seen it, but the damp-dirt fragrance; (that musky mystique!) dazzles my blind mind’s eye. Rain’s shimmer—an almost-sound— splash-dancing thirsty lawns. Razored Lightening slicing; silencing Thunder’s echoed moans. Then, Sunshine sings a bow of rain in colors I can hear.
There was another reason for my prolonged blogging absence. One of my clients, Rabbi Stephen Fuchs, also had a book published, which I compiled and edited. I also wrote the editor’s preface and designed the book cover. Yes, I’ve been busy! This book is titled, “Why the Kof? Getting the Best of Rabbi Fuchs.” If […]
Hi Everybody, Some of you may have noticed that I haven’t been posting much lately. There is a reason for that. Bongo drum roll please… I’ve published my first collection of short stories. This amazing compendium is titled Gutter Ball: A Collection of Short Stories. It is available on CreateSpace in paperback and on Amazon.com […]
This week’s visual prompt for the Mutant 750 writing challenge is the image below. The word prompt is underwear. It was a wilder-than-usual Friday night at The Rubber Oyster. The place was packed. At 8:30pm, the waiting list was still over an hour and a half. Customers were three-deep at the bar, clamoring for Harvey […]
Greg hated math. He wasn’t good at it, didn’t understand it, nor did he care to. In Greg’s mind, his Algebra 1 class was inconsequential to his future and whatever that future may or may not hold. Greg wasn’t interested in much of anything, if the truth were to be known. Girls, sports, cars; all […]
This week’s writing prompt for the Shapeshifting 13 Challenge is the image accompanying this little piece, “Burnt Toast” by Rick Warren. Exactly 26 words. ** Bonjour! My name is Pierre. I am a French Toaster. You may think I can make French Toast, but this is not the case. See below.
Trumpeter (?) Swans