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...

A good way to learn to write is to read good writing. I've been on a mission to read as much children's literature as I can. I am...

It's a beautiful place with a mixed past. It's a memory of a man who did a lot for our country. Without him, and men like him, this...

I just read a fantasy, magic story that involved four different worlds. It is called Chronomancer and the Time God: Death of a Paradise,...

I've been on some treasure hunts recently. Yep, me and my magnet and a really long rope have pulled up several treasures from the river...

When the world is a storm of tears I find shelter in my stories. I float with Dandy Dandelion. I shoot growlers and wonder if there is...

Ghosts aren’t real! That’s what “They” say, But “They” haven’t seen mine I see them each day. Ghosts visit each morning When I open my...

I’d been teased because I was ugly. I’d been mistreated because it made them laugh. I’d been alone because nobody wanted to be my...

I started writing a blog earlier today. I kept erasing, rewriting, erasing, starting over and finally scrapped the entire 200 words I...

The dim, yellow light from streetlamps fell away into the shadows of the empty shops. The street was void of cars and the beautiful brick...

PROMPT 1: Imagine you are a ten year old child visiting your city for the first time. What do you see? What would be your favorite thing...

The dim, yellow light from streetlamps fell away into the shadows of the empty shops. The street was void of cars and the beautiful brick...

Today was the second meeting of a small group of writers who are working on their craft writing short stories to random prompts. I...

It is undeniable that many people are suffering the powerful, rage of COVID-19. I am utterly wigged out with the amount of people dying....