Blackened Lights Please…Draw Curtains

"Alliances with the devil often manifest themselves in virtuosic mastery of an instrument." An angelic young girl with winning good looks and a extraordinary talent for tickling the ivories; physically has all the potential a parent could want for in a prodigy in the making. Couple that with a fearlessness, curiosity, and a thirst for... Continue Reading →

I’ll Always Have You WordPress

"No matter how much you run, no matter how hard you try, Death will find you and get what it wants. Death is the one thing that will not and can not be denied." Like most children there are times where you have insurmountable challenges trying to fit in with all the different cliques in... Continue Reading →

Tick Tick Tick BOOOOOM

"Without thinking further, Diaz lifted his left leg and scrambled over the jersey wall. There were only a couple of feet between the curved concrete of the wall and the solid white line of the shoulder. He hewed to the wet, narrow space, absorbed the rush of air from passing cars time and again, ignored... Continue Reading →

Gick Or Get Off The Pot

Paddy Clarke Ha Ha Ha is an appropriate title for this book. This stream of consciousness narrative puts you into the mind of a ten-year old where at one moment you can be interpreting one thing and at a drop of a hat you can become fixated on another. The author channels his inner child,... Continue Reading →

A Susceptible Mind

The key ingredient was to find a person of faultless poise. A person willing to see both sides of the argument, but also the ability to find an equilibrium permitting the completion of the task at hand. With two forces tugging at both ends, which way would he turn when the time came? The end... Continue Reading →

Lest We Forget

A Tribute to a Veteran of Vietnam by Julie K. Weber-Torres is labelled as an ode to the heroism of a daughter's father, but after reading I can't help but be amazed by the compassion, resolve and love of a father's daughter. When a parental figure has spent more time out of your life than... Continue Reading →

Ghosts Can Take Many Forms

"Wabigoon shook his head. "Those girls, hitchhiking. No choice, eh? The buses don't run up north anymore. You hear that old joke about the Anishnabe woman hitchhiking? She gets into a truck and there's a big bottle of booze in the passenger seat.  'Got that for my old man' the driver says. And the Anishnabe... Continue Reading →

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