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T.G.I.G.F. – The Agony We Miss – 11.0

This post is an annual event I usually post on Maunday Thursday to lift up tomorrow being Good Friday and what it now means to me. The original posting was also on a Thursday eleven years ago. I reflected on this eleventh version of this Good Friday morning from within the chaos of a world more confused than ever. The story never really changes, and the confusion only seems to deepen. I may edit a bit as writers do to keep it current, but I appreciate it more every year.…

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My Book Shelf

Since I've decided to retire, I'm finding I work more hours than I did when I was a corporate hostage. The good news is what I do is not work, and I'll always be on top of myself because you cannot downsize a team of one. The only organics I can hug and pet are the cats, and they will not report me to HR...as long as there are plenty of treats. Here's a short bio I've been using on the books. (more…)

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Brain Farts & Other Anomalous Thoughts

This writing will become a living work, and new Farts and Thoughts will be added as they happen…or as soon as I get around to it. I will add new writing additions at the top of the list to minimize scrolling to find whatever is new. As a warning, I confess to being awake most of the time…but a far cry from woke…so if I offend anyone…bummer! (more…)

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Mirror, Mirror – Game On Again

This post is the third installment of Mirror, Mirror. It may be the final posting since this piece is heading toward a larger self-published project. I welcome your thoughts be they good, bad, or ugly because they only make future work better. Enjoy!   * * * Coming awake in a strange place can be unsettling; consider how much worse it could be to figure out the strange place is a county jail cell. That is precisely where Sandy found herself. In a cell, by herself, with the floodgates opening,…

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Mirror, Mirror – Game Over

This story is a continuation of "Mirror, Mirror" and methinks the muse is forcing me to continue adding what may become chapters in a larger piece. Consider these posts sneak peeks. With growing confidence, I can say Game IS Not Over...yet!I hope you enjoy it! G. (more…)

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Mirror, Mirror

“…and besides my invitation for you to go straight to Hell, how did you get this number?” Sandy’s question seethed with boiling anger. “Well, try answering your cell and stop ignoring my texts,” spat Phillip, his voice seasoned with the anger of his own echoing over the desk phone. Why had she insisted on keeping an old-school landline anyway? No idea who is calling and no way to block anyone. Since Phillip now had the number, she would cancel the service at once. Canceling him also crossed her mind, and…

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Reluctant Princess

Katherine awoke with a start from deep in a very strange dream whose content evaporated almost immediately upon opening her eyes. Residual sensations of arousal faded out of her body nearly as fast. What had her dream been about? Why was she on the downside of arousal, or was it the upside? Why could she not remember anything about a dream intense enough to cause these feelings in her body? And why was she smelling smoke? SMOKE!? screamed her brain – and she bolted out of bed trying to follow…

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It Starts with Me

There comes a time in one’s life when you have to look into the mirror and not just see the familiarity of the reflection that stares back at you. There comes a time when one really has to look into those familiar eyes and beyond the blackness of your pupils to really see the life that has been recorded in the experiences behind them. A few years ago, I did that very thing, and I was not at all pleased by what I saw. There was a lot of clutter…

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Confessions on Lust

Of the seven deadly sins, why did I start with Lust? Quite simply because it was the sin that most defined what was pervasive in my life. Does my use of past tense mean that lust is no longer a part of my life? Hardly. It is a daily struggle. It is part of my world…our world. It is an addiction. Addictions are never really cured; they are only avoided, replaced, or distracted, or we remove ourselves from them…but they are always there. Lust is always there waiting to tempt…

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