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I've opened my own business! Finally! The link shows on this page under MY Links. It's so exciting to be doing something I've always wanted to do instead of working at a job I have to do. Wish me luck one and all.

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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Journeys: 2 of 34
The wind had come up somethin' fierce the night before, tearing Johnny Ray's canvass off his already rickety wagon. Supplies showed through the remaining framework. "Guess the rest of the trip will have to wait a spell," Johnny Ray said, his soft twang punctuating his words. "Ya'll jest go ahead and me and Mary Lee'll join yo... More..
Health & Fitness > Sexual Health Should public organizations and schools distribute condoms?: 2 of 34
Whatever Happened to Parenting?Does it disturb anyone else that the government is raising our children more than we, the parents, are? I didn't agree with the concept of sex education when I went to school and being out has done nothing to change my mind.The logic of distributing sex aids in our schools escapes me. While we h... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: On birth: 1 of 17
(This is not a rhyming poem, but one of prose.)SUMMER BIRTHRestless, rolling, sweating, unsleeping,I mentally try to push the heat away.The air ducts are dry of cooling waves;humidity pulls salty tears from my pores.Pain slashes through me as you fightto be born on this hottest night of the year.Open windows throughout the ho... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: My dog: 7 of 109
I rest the sacks of groceries on the floor for a few moments before taking those holding food items to the kitchen. I return to find a long mustached muzzle buried in one of the bags. The Scottish terrier attached to the muzzle pays no attention to me. His full focus is on the toy hidden in the bottom. The black head springs ... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Dark stories: 43 of 662
Sweet Georgie"Georgie, put the kitten down. It's time for supper," I called to my son. He obeyed with exquisite gentleness, placing the animal close to its mother in the nesting box.I watched with pride and sadness as my son rose from his task, straightened his shoulders and moved to the sink to wash his hands. His long black... More..
Relationships & Family > Dating (Other) Moving in with your boyfriend: Women's truths: 1 of 15
I'm writing this from a mother's point of view. Hold on a minute! It's not what you think. Oh, I'm against moving in with your boy or girlfriend but for different reasons than I've heard before.My son's girlfriend, who had a lovely two-year old son, wanted them to move in together. It had nothing to do with loving him as it t... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Childhood: 5 of 73
Aunt Margaret and Her Amazing HouseAunt Margaret's house was the most amazing place I'd ever seen. Through the eyes of a nine-year-old child, it was a mixture of adventure and amazement.Our house in the city had store bought chairs, modern appliances, including a brand new wringer washing machine, carpets on the floors and fa... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Tall tales: 3 of 42
'GATOR BITWe gazed at the picture of two boys sitting on the bank under a half-dead weeping willow overlooking murky everglades water."That was me and Hank, when we were kids. You probably don't remember him, but I do like he was here yesterday. That picture's special 'cause that was the last time I saw him alive." Memories o... More..
Relationships & Family > Family Life Precious moments: Parents share loving stories about their children: 1 of 14
The VerdictI rocked the chair all the while holding my darling baby close. She yawned and blinked her sleepy blue eyes. Looking down I could swear she saw me clearly, but that piercing gaze usually meant she was just focusing. She smelled so fresh and sweet. Her wisps of blond hair stood out from her head forming a soft halo.... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Loss of a beloved women: 3 of 41
Do You Remember Her?Gone ten years and the world still grieves.We give her our tears and remember her anew;but, what good does it do?Thirty years have passed and we sorrow yet,rocking to the music we can't seem to forget.But, what good does it do?She died ten years ago, a brief five daysafter a princess of beauty, scandal and... More..