The words get put together in a pattern, and within that pattern is a call to respond. They do it, they sing, they whisper, they scream and curdle. Words are magic, they spell the reader, the speaker, the writer. The temptation they speak of will twist the recipient to the will of the words, embroil … Continue reading The Words Did it, You Can’t Blame Me!
Some stories are a moment in time, captured and played out like a piece of music. An introduction (maybe), a central section where all the notes are dispersed into the world, and into the finale, the wind-down. There may be no other structure to a MOT story, but they are usually well understood. A mother … Continue reading A Moment in Time
Many times I've tried to simplify my life, clean up, live with a small footprint, do what I can to help others when they need it. And I do it. I live lean. I don't own much. I garden for most of my food. But there's one thing. Books. The last time we moved the … Continue reading Struggles and Strife