The Tale of 4 Rings

No, I don’t have one for each finger on my left hand (thumb excluded — is it really a finger anyway?), but this story is about 4 rings and what they meant/mean to me. In order to give the story its full due, I must start at the very beginning. You see, my parents met … Continue reading The Tale of 4 Rings

The Elusive Post #400

Thinking back on it, I started this blog with very few expectations. In fact, the primary reason was just so that I could force myself to write every day. I feel so much better mentally and emotionally when I can write on a daily basis, and I have accomplished that goal so far. Since November … Continue reading The Elusive Post #400

A Philatelist in Philadelphia

Mr. Henry Cheeks loves stamps. They are his life. He collects old ones, new ones, special edition ones, ones of Elvis, torn ones, ripped ones, laminated ones (which he laminates himself) and ones that are only good for postage in Czechoslovakia. Mr. Henry Cheeks lives in Philadelphia, Missouri. Most people think that the only Philadelphia … Continue reading A Philatelist in Philadelphia

Throb

*Inspired by Late, a poem from shrinksarentcheap. In response to the daily prompt. Nightclub pressure pressing down deep like a crown of thorns Fiction like a swinging pendulum crossing from shadow to light I am wearing a cheap suit white in color borrowed for the night from a vampire I used to know The floor … Continue reading Throb