Tag Archives: Creative Writing

What’s your Poison

Way back in the Stone Ages of the mid to late 1970’s, I slathered myself in the perfume of the day, “Charlie”.  Many junior and high school girls did.  It somehow made us feel more mature, more worldly. Of course, … Continue reading

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Red Sky At Night

  “How’d that old saying go?” muttered Silas.  “Red dawn . . . red morning . . . oh yeah, now I remember.  Red sky at night, sailor’s delight, red sky at morning sailor’s warning.” “I wonder where that came … Continue reading

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Caballo sin Nombre

We have had a very long and hard winter here in the Pacific Northwest.  Since the first week of December we’ve been hit with winter storms about every four days.  Every type of frozen precipitation has fallen from the skies: … Continue reading

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Snow Queen

She stands outside, glittering in the morning sunlight.  She whispers through the door, “Come outside and play with me.”  She undulates between the tall pine trees, pulling their boughs to her. The wind picks up the lacy hem of her … Continue reading

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Woodstock, Live

A few weeks ago, during one of the many snow storms we’ve had this winter, I heard a loud “WHACK” at the bedroom window.  I walked over, saw little feathers plastered to the pane and knew we just had a … Continue reading

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Stan Cage, Private Eye: The Case of the Disappearing Dame, part three

Read Part One here Read Part Two here Morning fog rolled in from the bay, flowing and ebbing along the streets as Stan made his way to his appointment with his mystery woman.  He had been held so mesmerized that … Continue reading

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Stan Cage, Private Eye: The Case of the Disappearing Dame, part two

  Read part one Here After returning to his office and napping on the broken down sofa the rest of the afternoon, Stan made his way down to the waterfront as the sun set over the bay.  It was still … Continue reading

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