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Finally....all about me. A little bio humor to lighten things up. I am your average Jill and not looking to fill anyone's head with nonsense about myself. I like anyone who can make me laugh and it's not hard to do. Humor is one of life's addictive pleasures.

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Relationships & Family > Elderly Parents & Care All the right intentions: Moving your elderly parent into your house: 1 of 98
Remember how mom cleaned up those cuts and scrapes and how dad used to throw you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes? I remember my brothers and I rushing into mom and dad's bedroom Saturday and Sunday mornings vowing this to be the morning we rolled dad out of bed onto the floor.We never did manage to roll him out and ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Conscience: 1 of 39
A cloud has been following meSometimes at a distance, sometimes just overheadIt follows me everywhere, never letting go.It has become an appendage, a third arm or perhaps an eyeI think it must be an umbilical cord to my soulSometimes I turn quickly to catch it and get a look.It tries so hard to hide but is not clever enoughI ... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Mystery: 4 of 131
When Detective Willows arrived back at his desk there were three messages waiting, one of which was the anticipated call from the District Attorney's office advising they would be dismissing the case of The People vs. Gerry Jerry. It didn't matter that Willows was expecting the call and knew the outcome. His mood darkened nev... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Friendship: 5 of 82
Never try to take the "decent" out of someone because it will always creep back in when you least expect it. Jasper and I have been best friends since grade school. My family moved to Detroit when I was eight years old and going into grade three. Eight might sound young but it's not for some. It wasn't for me. I don't want to... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Ending a relationship: 19 of 300
Love LostYesterday you told me you were leaving for I didn't love you enoughThe day after I noticed a few things were differentThe first was that the song bird's song was gone and the sun forgot to riseThe coffee didn't brew and the toast didn't brownThe streets were empty and the stores remained closedTelephone lines did not... More..
Health & Fitness > Nicotine Dependence Should smokers bear the responsibility for the health risks of cigarette smoking?: 1 of 14
Smoking and smoking related issues have been the topic of the year and on the hot seat even longer. Why do people continue to live such unhealthy lifestyles and do irreparable harm to themselves? There is no reasonable answer. People do what they do. They are imperfect, making big and small mistakes all the live long day. Smo... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Parents: 1 of 11
Katie had known Julie since childhood and Julie's life had been hard as an only child. When Julie wasn't being ignored she was her mother's scratching post. Julie was as smart as she was beautiful. She was raised by well to do parents, Louisa and Irving Wilmont. As an only child she grew up rather lonely. Her parents being mo... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Anger: 38 of 403
AngerIt crept in so quietly I was unaware.It grew so slowly I paid no notice.It swept all around me like a slow summer's breeze.It curled about like smokey tendrils without the warning tastes and smells.It was a slow, steady growing organism biding its time.A treacherous, patient creature waiting for that moment most opportun... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Despair: 8 of 77
I miss her so. It was such a long time ago that I hardly remember anything. I can't recall the last time she laughed out loud. I don't even remember her smile. I just know that she used to laugh often and she smiled more than not.I recalled her happiness I just didn't feel it any longer. I would give almost anything to have h... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Girls night out: 2 of 18
I don't know how far back the practice of girls night goes but the concept was passed down to me at any early age. I was the only girl of five siblings. When a household is dominated by one sex survival takes on new dimensions.My mother taught me to be heard rather than ignored and to be proud of being female. I am not a femi... More..