(Remember, I’m sharing the unedited first drafts - I thought it might be fun to follow me create another novel.) ———————————————————————————————————— The Interpreter It was the first Tuesday after Thanksgiving, a transitional time when permanent Floridians take a deep breath to celebrate the end of hurricane season; and the real reason Florida lacks a state income tax, as the so called, snowbirds, had started to descend from the north for what the service-world had labeled, Continue Reading
A Year Inside The Moon – Chapter 5 – The Tinder Date
The Tinder Date A spindly blonde, wearing a brown suede skirt, and a frilly silk blouse cautiously walked into The Moon. She appeared middle-aged and sat on a wooden stool next to me near the bar’s center column. She looked at the side of my face, and she seemed to have carefully inspected the entire crowd as she opened her shiny black purse. She had exhumed her smartphone, and with her left forefinger she tapped at the screen; she closely examined it. And then, she again reinspected the Continue Reading
A Year Inside The Moon – Chapter 3 – She was Beautiful
Remember dear readers, I’m sharing my creative process... the below has not been heavily edited, so it has flaws. But, I trust some might enjoy... (updated, September 15, 2018) —————————————————————————————————- Chapter 3 “How do you drink that stuff?” She asked. She pointed along the bar with her right hand over at the tulip shaped glass half-full with dark Guinness beer. “Isn’t it really heavy?” “With intent, just look up at the pub light above you, the golden harp symbol, it’s my Continue Reading
A Year Inside The Moon – Chapter 2 – Those Crazy Girls
(Updated - September 14, 2018 - Undedited Creative Version) Those Crazy Girls It was just past the cocktail hour at mid-week in late September as the sun’s reflection blanketed St. Petersburg in a temporary warm auburn haze. Hugged by a calming breeze I walked alone under laurel oaks, coconut palm trees, and past a large hotel construction project, down the street toward The Moon, and then along an uneven brick alleyway that was paralleled to the main roads that the city fathers had Continue Reading
A Year Inside The Moon – The flawed 3rd Draft
This is my current writing project, I’m sharing my unedited initial story drafts. I’ve changed the title from, The Moon Under Water, and a better novel title: A Year Inside The Moon I know the below has flaws, it will morphe, but I write for the love of the craft. So, I’m simply sharing in hopes the reader enjoys my artistic process, but also, perhaps inspire someone else to share their art. A little back story, in truth I’m riffing from my favoriate restaurant / bar in downtown St. Continue Reading
Behind the Eyeballs
Behind the Eyeballs I have a few simple thoughts to share, and simple recommendations reflecting on the sad news. First, let me share a quick story... As I strolled from under the hot Florida sun and into the low-key hair salon, the normally happy, Devil-may-care woman with bright red hair walked up to me. She hugged me. I thought that was kinda cool, as she was quite attractive. “I can’t read your first novel,” she said. She started to cry. “I have an 8 year old son, Continue Reading
Share a pillow with me
I’m alone with my pillow, Through the window above me a gray morning emerged, I blinked, I heard the birds in a nearby tree, The ceiling fan whirled counter-clockwise circles as a cool breeze rained, The best moments in life are a quiet, The best moments in life are a stillness, The best moments in life are an innocent warmth, A pillow should be baby soft, but stronger than steel, A pillow should be your loyal friend with you in total darkness, A pillow should share Continue Reading
Soap Bubbles
Ever sat back and watched a child blow soap bubbles? I remember as a child holding the plastic wand with a circle at the end. My grandmother would hold my hand with her hand and she encouraged me to dip the circle into the dish soap, water and cornstarch solution. I remember the liquid seemed odd, with an odd odor. And then after my grandmother showed me how, she showed me how to blow through the circle. And like magic, perfect, round bubbles would appear on the circles other Continue Reading
The Palm Tree
The Palm Tree She stands alone, but near the others, She ages slowly, patiently, in the sandy soil near the sea, She’s different from the other trees, She’ll not easily share her age, She appears slender, and sinewy under the white clouds, She’s hard to the touch, but soft inside, She tolerates the hot sun, and offers modest shade, But do not be fooled by her fragile appearance, She’ll defy the angry dark seasonal storms, He’ll not scare her, He’ll blow his Continue Reading
An old lady on a plane
I write these screeds for practice, writing is a muscle, so below, I’m merely working out with that muscle. I think this is about a 3 or 4 minute read. I entitled this one, An old lady on a plane. ## An old lady on a plane Perhaps it’s the annual seasonal change as the earth orbits the sun, the springtime renewal with the Christian traditions this weekend recounting the moment we take pause to remember that Jesus got back-up, and defied death. If Jesus doesn’t get back up off the Continue Reading
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