After years of hauling my children to far away family for the holidays, it was time to stay home. Both kids were in college and I...

By Sonja McGiboney, 11/22/2020 Grown-up food is scary. Why did I have to sit here this time? I turned twelve five days ago. You’d think...

When word is written And meaning is clear It is what it says That you will hear A word alone Laborious Or by itself Glorious Alone it may...

I am writing two novels. One is a middle grade (mg) apocalyptical thingy and the other is a romance. I spend time randomly on each, but...

Cancer. No need to explain that more than saying cancer. If you have had any dealings with the care of someone who has cancer, is being...

If. It's just a word. If it wasn't, we wouldn't use it. If it meant more, we'd feel compelled to listen. If it was great, then we'd be...

Don't let this poem fool you. I am not depressed, but at any moment in time, I can recall all the thoughts and feelings of darker days. ...

Packed between the weddings of two beautiful young ladies, was my leisurely drive from Dallas to San Antonio Texas. Unlike Virginia,...

Sometimes I don't want to write anything. I want to bounce on the beach, glide with the gulls, hang with the horses or meander in the...

If you think the title is funny, then you must remember something of sentence diagramming and the nightmares that ensue. For me, it was...

Rain Soft rain A moist caress The lullaby of water Rain Hard rain A wet punch The roaring wave thrashing Rain Sporadic Rain A sudden jab...

I woke with the story alive in my brain. That was a two o'clock in the morning. Now it's gone. What happened to all those words and...

Tonight was first night of the Virginia Writers Club Symposium. The keynote speech, given by Austin Comacho, was an outline that answered...

I like to write in rhyme I do it all the time But sometimes It won't do Rhyme is peppy But there are times when "Peppy" is wrong Yes Not...

I was participating in my writing prompt group today and didn't notice that my phone had frozen. I had glanced at it a few times and it...

I’ve never liked going to cemeteries. I’ve always viewed them with a bit of fear. It was in 1981 when, as a young, stupid senior, I was...