I’m in a new space but you likely can’t tell. The name is the same but the overall decor has changed a bit. I decided to hop over to a new web host and while I can’t promise that I’ll write more often, I hope to do a bit better…
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Self-Care
In case you want to ask the question where you been at, doh?, I figured I’d offer up the info beforehand. These last two years have been kicking my bootie. I am still reeling I think from 2021, when I worked two full time jobs for the year. I had…
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That Time the Swamp King Saved Love and Television
I submitted this weird little story to the February Apparition Literary Flash Fiction Contest. It wasn\’t accepted and I remembered I had a little corner of this space for the rejects. Enjoy! Alonzo hated begging but was good at it. ‘But you said you wanted to do something with that…
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Dog Poop Scooping as a Maybe Misdemeanor
I submitted this 1,204 word piece and received a rejection, so I figured it can\’t hurt to share it here. Enjoy. The garage was full of gadgets, sticks, and what all, each promising to make life easier for my dog owner self. A box nearly as tall and wide as…
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Episode 1: You See What I See – \’Clean\’ (2021)
Sowhat sowhat sowhat\’s the scenario? Adrien Brody goes hoord in the \’hood (of Utica, yeah — not the Boogy Down or anything, let\’s not get crazy) with RZA as a partner. Sort of. Here\’s what had happened: So of course I had to go and see what was happnin. As…
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Coming Soon: The \’You See What I See\’ Series
Now wouldn\’t that be an amazing title for a streaming series? Who knows — maybe Netflix will pick me up. Hey! How you doin? Here\’s what had happened: I had to take a break from this whole blogging business. I had runt off (as we like to say in our…
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Beyond the Bean Stalk
\’Honey, stop spying on him.\’ She turned to her husband and fussed. \’He\’s been at it for weeks. What do you think he\’s done? It\’s bad enough that the neighbors haven\’t let up since the last time.\’ He sandwiched her tightly in his arms that had turned to near stone…
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A Blessing from the King of the Forest
The leaves over his eyes rustled. \’Do you understand what you are asking?\’ I looked into those unblinking gold eyes, unafraid. My auntie had given me the information, explained how I would find the creature, and what would be expected should I make request. \’I do.\’ \’Do you know who…
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Crime in the Bayou
They say there\’s never a dull moment in the bayou. In all my time on the force, across all the crime scenes I\’ve had to investigate, this was a new one. The young man\’s face looks like it had been erased, his brown skin as smooth as a baby\’s arm.…
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The Horror of Responsible Plastics
I rarely watch the news. I mean, all I need to do is look out the window of the train on my way to work. Hell, before that: all I need to do is look up, down, around as I walk to the train. It\’s a mess out there. But…