: About Me

My passion is ...

Must I have one?

I know too much about ...

myself

My parents always told me ...

tell the truth.

My childhood ambition ...

varied by the day.

My favorite memory ...

is my first bicycle.

Why I write ...

to see myself on the page.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

memoirs, memoirs, memoirs.

My first job ...

had me slicing lettuce and cheese.

My best moment ...

can't be chosen...there are several.

My inspiration ...

is my late wife.

Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Finding love

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PRESSED FROM ROSES "It was a dream," she murmured. "That's all." Laura sat on the weathered bench, watched her fingers twist the tattered tassels of her mother's woolen shawl, a wrap she'd chosen mindful of the humid cold. She twirled the faded fabric, recalling short autumn days decades before. "Innocent, really," she added. Then she sighed. "That's all? A dream?" "That's all." Laura rose, moved toward him and turned her gaze to the graying sky, wondering if she should go on. "But I'm a slut if I share it." "So share it," Sam winked. She glanced his way, amused eyes sparkling, and exhaled...

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