The house is especially quiet, just the younger Mr. Wilner and I are here now and that changes soon. Won’t be long before the bachelor life resumes for a while and we’ll see if I don’t take the whole place apart and put it back together again. Can’t promise I will or that I won’t… Continue reading My Own Festivus
Category: Fiction
What People Notice
One day I might write about what people notice and what they don’t. Might tell you about those who once made a point to read everything I wrote and how they stopped. Maybe it will include the reason or that which I imagine it to be. Maybe it won’t. Sometimes we are important to people… Continue reading What People Notice
Say Please & I Might
Feeling rather saucy and so I speak to you, “say please and I might write for you.” It is not an offer for just anyone or everyone. Hell, if I see you visiting the right places I might do it anyway…maybe. Depends on how I feel when I get off of the treadmill where I… Continue reading Say Please & I Might
I Knocked On The Door
Brother Pablo asked me if I stumbled upon the email or if I went looking for it. “It wasn’t what I was looking for, but it is what I found. I knocked on the door and opened it without waiting to see what kind of answer I would get. You might say I expected silence… Continue reading I Knocked On The Door
