A good novel tells us the truth about its hero; but a bad novel tells us the truth about its author. ~G.K. Chesterton
Lost Luggage – A Short Story
The fault lay with the wishbone. Thanksgiving dinner was served at the appointed hour and what remained his family sat at the table eager for James to carve the turkey. As he looked across at the faces of his relatives, he felt content. His sister Sally sat across from him next to his nephew Dean.... Continue Reading →
Quote for the day
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein. ~Red Smith
Quote for the day
Write to be understood, speak to be heard, read to grow... ~ Lawrence Clark Powell
Writing Prompt: Missing something/Something Missing
A friend of mine has been in hospital for the past week. He had surgery on Thursday and although the news is that it was successful, I'm not going to be at ease until I see him for myself and know that he's ok. Circumstances prevent me from visiting for a while, but I've been... Continue Reading →
Quote for the day
I don't wait for moods. You accomplish nothing if you do that. Your mind must know it has got to get down to work. - Pearl S. Buck
Quote for the day
Drama, instead of telling us the whole of a man's life, must place him in such a situation, tie such a knot, that when it is untied, the whole man is visible. ~Leo Tolstoy
Writing Prompt: Here comes the sun…finally…
I wandered through Stockbridge this morning, dodging prams and toy dogs on leads, joggers and people strolling by. The sun was out, clear skies and 21 degrees. It's been the nicest day we've had all year. Some builders had the radio on in their van and as I walked passed I heard the news say... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: Getting Personal
I was flipping through the evening news yesterday on the train when something caught my attention. It was a personals ad, one of the more unusual I’ve ever seen. Pick a Card “Cross dressing Male, 38 seeks females for coffee, chat and Tarot” It got me thinking a bit. A lot, actually…It made me wonder about... Continue Reading →
Quote for the day
What things there are to write, if one could only write them! My mind is full of gleaming thought; gay moods and mysterious, moth-like meditations hover in my imagination, fanning their painted wings. But always the rarest, those streaked with azure and the deepest crimson, flutter away beyond my reach. ~Logan Pearsall Smith
Word Ferret: Writing Prompts, Book Reviews, and Short Stories 