Wow, what a month!! It is hard to believe that in five days it will be over. And then it will be back to my day job and the stresses and pressures of being an American educator.
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Get Away – Don’t Tell
This is the second weekend that I have left the Big House on the hill for the wonders of the city and a room in a friend’s home. Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com For the second weekend in a row, the stress and anxiety of the past weeks along remnants of the pandemic have drift … Continue reading Get Away – Don’t Tell
Leaving
When I was a child, I sat on the edge of a single bed and listened as my father told me how he was going on a business trip. He never came back. He was, in fact, moving out. The nuclear family I had been born into died that day. The funeral was the day … Continue reading Leaving
The Writer, the Move and Death
This last year has been rockiest of my life. In early July 2017, I wrote about my heartbreak when my relationship of over a decade ended. By early August, I had decided to move. It was a long time coming; little of the move had to do with my Ex. He only helped in determining … Continue reading The Writer, the Move and Death
The Writer and Her Papa
This is my Papa. I met my Papa when I was thirteen years old. I was already taller than him. And he still had some color in his hair. Since then we have both grown quite a crop of steely gray hair. According to legend, he fell in love with Momma over homemade spaghetti. She … Continue reading The Writer and Her Papa
The Good with the Bad
The day began with insomnia drifted into lateness and fell into despair One found dead, the news feed reads the reaper's prize at last sorrows grips friends still other silent cheer the end of the road two kids in a doctor's office sick with the flu two strangers cling to life victims of happenstance … Continue reading The Good with the Bad
Why Support Patreon?
Last month my royalties for my book, Blood Child, were less than $5.00. That's right. I made less than a fiver for a book that took me nearly two years to produce, not including the time it took to write. And you know what I am overjoyed... seriously. I am happy about it. My writing … Continue reading Why Support Patreon?
Sometimes I….
Sometimes I write bad poetry and sometimes I write stories that don't make sense. Sometimes I just write and write for hours in my head. Lately, I have been working really hard to set a schedule up for myself and it hasn't been working really well. I did good up until last Thursday and then I … Continue reading Sometimes I….
Not A Real Family (April Page 18 )
He's not your real father. So don't expect him to care. She's not your real kid so don't expect her to love you. Step-kids aren't really kids. And Step-parents are just playing a game that they can stop at any time. But my Papa loves me. He shows me everyday and has always got my back. Years … Continue reading Not A Real Family (April Page 18 )
April Page 11
In the mix of all that life offers, it is easy to get caught up and go along for the ride. Seven hours in a math class today and my brain was real and truly fried. It crispy and crunch and best served with tarter sauce. We all get caught up on the roller coaster … Continue reading April Page 11
Lucinda Rose 