Chatty, but not Cathy

Everyone is unique. It’s the engine which makes us go through the world. Some people ridicule differences and many people dwell on what they consider to be bad personality or character traits. I believe self-clarity and acceptance is the path to serenity. Here is my response to a writing prompt from my group which asksContinue reading “Chatty, but not Cathy”

I choose

On primary election day many years ago, my husband and I went to our polling location together. He was ahead of me in line and asked for a particular party ballot, as was required of our state in a primary election.  When it was my turn, I asked for my party ballot, which happened toContinue reading “I choose”

The Main Connection

My husband and I bought the Main Plantation outside Charleston on a lark. We retired five years agoand after thousands of games of golf and a closet full of paint by numbers canvasses, we needed asecond career. So the Main B and B began. The name shows it’s a bed and breakfast and also namesContinue reading “The Main Connection”

Mary-Go-Round

Mary-Go-Round “In ten miles, turn left at Exit 104,” said the kindly GPS voice.  After school, Katie has band practice, then Holly has dance, and Robbie has to get to guitar lessons, Mary thought.  Do I have a lasagna in the fridge for dinner? Mary’s daily commute gave her ninety whole minutes to herself eachContinue reading “Mary-Go-Round”

Generations

It was 1975, in a Playboy Club Resort in Wisconsin. Ricky Nelson serenaded his former teen fans in a small dimly-light, smoke-filled nightclub where malted drinks didn’t mean ice cream, but single-malt scotch in ice-filled tumblers.  Everyone was a little older, but for those moments, transported back to a time and place where swooning andContinue reading “Generations”

Taken for a Ride

Purchasing a first car was a rite of passage.  It was a sign of adulthood, that you could survive on your own in the real world. But before the internet, buying a car required a little more work.  The only source of information was blue books and the wisdom of prior generations.  I sought helpContinue reading “Taken for a Ride”

Interruptions

It started just like another other day in the life of a mother with three babies, one wife and one dog.   Six am brought in the new day with the immediate chaos of three one-year old boys greeting the morning with the usual gusto, screaming at each other and running around chasing each other andContinue reading “Interruptions”

The “Right” Box

“We are sending out a detailed marketing survey specifically targeting certain age groups to pinpoint the listening habits of our audiences in the following categories 18-24, 25-31, 32-40, 41-46, 47-54 and 55 plus,” Bee Boss, Sirius radio executive, explained to her team.  “We want to ensure we are meeting the needs of all our demographicContinue reading “The “Right” Box”

Hump Day Bar

Alicia was having the worst day.  Coming from a terrible work meeting, she hastily retreated from her unhappy client’s office, breaking her shoe heel and hurting her ankle.  Then after hobbling and walking for blocks in an unfamiliar part of town, she couldn’t find her car.  Frustrated, upset and very overwhelmed, she stopped abruptly whenContinue reading “Hump Day Bar”

Shopping Cart Crimes

This short story received an Honorable Mention for Creativity by the Fort Myers Weekly Press writing competition, September 2019. t looks like a crime scene.  Yellow caution tape, orange cones, this place is a mess.  But it’s really not my fault.  I was an unwitting accomplice, even a victim.  And I have the dents toContinue reading “Shopping Cart Crimes”