Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
“What’s with the spooky images?” I’ve been experimenting with AI generated images. You tell the computer what you want it to create and it spits out a number of alternatives. Ric is looking over my shoulder. I shrug, not really knowing how to reply. At my age, with my mother contemplating death, many ghosts of […]
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“Mom, we’re renovating the old theatre, and, well…I think…” “There is a ghost there.” I finished my son’s sentence. “Yes. He’s quite famous.” “Really? I’m all alone here, in the basement, and I’m getting creeped out.” “His name is Ambrose Small, and he’s been hanging around for quite a few years, so I’m pretty sure […]
Read MoreInspiration for my writing often comes from the Dreamtime. I play with the words, find new meaning and typically create poetry, although some dreams offer up the basis for short stories. A recent nightmare is not cooperating with any attempts to break it down, and so I’ve decided to rewrite it in both prose (offered […]
Read MoreA hot August haze hung over the early morning hours, as I sat perched on a kitchen stool, tea in hand, watching our host clean the rather large, concrete swimming pool in the backyard. The day would be a hot one. I had risen early – a habit of mine instilled by a military father […]
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One Woman's Quest II 