Book Review: Caught by MLS Weech

I picked up Caught directly from MLS Weech at his book launch in Glen Burnie, MD. I think that was back in early 2017, so I’m sorry to say it took me a while to get to this one.

So, yeah, in case it’s not clear enough, here’s my disclosure: Weech is a friend. He’s also an imaginative and vivid writer. Spoiler-free review follows. Continue reading Book Review: Caught by MLS Weech

The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge #175 – Take Two

The rules are simple. Incorporate the following five words, or synonyms of them, in flash fiction or poetry.

Charcoal / Shade / Pale / Wake / Lucid

Here goes my second entry following the Tanka poetic structure.

Ace of Hearts

Hypnotic beats wake,
Emerald eyes captivate.
All becomes lucid –
Riveted by charcoal shades.
The fair draw of coming fate. Continue reading The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge #175 – Take Two

Friday Write-Day: A Taste of a New Routine

This week has been interesting, if a little off-center. My mom has been babysitting Nugget all week. She lives in my hometown, which is just about equidistant between my house and my office. My wife’s place of work is int he complete opposite direction.

So guess who’s been dropping off and picking up Nugget every day? Continue reading Friday Write-Day: A Taste of a New Routine

The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge #175 – Take One

The rules are simple. Incorporate the following five words, or synonyms of them, in flash fiction or poetry.

Charcoal / Shade / Pale / Wake / Lucid

Welcome back to the DMV, me. Feeling fairly immersed in the ramifications of the current government shutdown, I jotted this guy down sometime late last night. Hope you enjoy.

Nonet

It’s in the shade cast by yet-to-be
Built walls – the pale horse’s terror.
Fear of change, fear of the other
Lucid cries for neither.
Walls made of burnt bonds.
Left with charcoal.
Power will
Wake Up
Soon

Continue reading The Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Challenge #175 – Take One

Haiku Tuesday – Sick

“Sick”

A bug in the throat,

a tickle, until it spreads

like a sickly web.

Hope you enjoyed the haiku. Apologies for the short post. I had wanted to write my end-of-year Numberbrag, but that will have to wait.

My laptop appears to be on its way out after 10 good years. The battery (with which I replaced the first battery) is not functioning well, and I’m still not able to turn the computer on at this point.

I’m shopping around for a new home desktop, but in the meantime, I’ll have to use my wife’s laptop.

I also came down with a cold last night, and I’m trying not to get my son sick. He’ll probably be fine, but only he’s four months old. So I will be washing my hands compulsively for the rest of the week.

Steve D

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