Writing

He’ll Always Be Papa

This is who my grandfather is and who he will always be for me. He inches slyly toward me, hiding something in his hand. I am sitting on the floor of the living room, leaning against a recliner. Bending slightly at the hips and knees, he lowers himself enough to slip me a $100 bill. […]

Somebody, Someday

I’m not much in a blogging mood tonight. However, I will leave you with my second exercise for Fiction Writing I. It’s not quite a full-blown short story, but it is little story you may enjoy. Somebody, Someday Athens, Alabama. I just stopped to get some coffee and go to the bathroom. I check my […]

Who Are You?

I’m getting tired, as usual. I finished reading Jack London’s Call of the Wild today between classes. I had a lot of free time because we only spent about 30 minutes in Technology, Literacy, & Culture and only about 2 minutes in Fiction Writing I. I’m not going to bore my readers again by blogging […]

Creek Hill: Prologue

So…Oh so avid readers (Tammy and Daddy, if you’ve decided to check out the site, because you are probably some of the few people to actually visit). So, Tammy, Dad, and Shannon (my low-IQ scoring cousin who sometimes, also, visits the site), I have written a prologue to my novel, in which I forgot to […]

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