Wolfer Diggs…A Thanksgiving Story
Wolfer Diggs “We didn’t find nothin’, Hiram.” Joe Grissom had been sheriff since territorial days, because he kept the peace
Read moreMany forms of writing exist which can cross over multiple categories. They are imaginative, inspiring, and often contrasting with academic writing. Creative writing can be fiction or non-fiction and often use an artistic or non-conforming approach to their formatting, word usage, or appearance.
Wolfer Diggs “We didn’t find nothin’, Hiram.” Joe Grissom had been sheriff since territorial days, because he kept the peace
Read moreWhen Gibbs wasn’t talking, he was singing … They left me to die. I was on my way to Tucson
Read moreThe creek was low, only two or three inches of water standing in some places. Her horse walked through the
Read moreThe Cemetery It’s getting close to Halloween again, and as always, the horrible memory of that long ago night
Read moreFor the Love of a Friend The dusting of hard, cold sleet found its way down his collar, but
Read moreChild Protective Services … “How old?” Detective Carl Hardin thought he heard the woman from Child Protective Services correctly,
Read moreDarkest Halloween … The darkest Halloween night I can remember was when we lived in Tacoma, Washington. We lived
Read moreBrunswick Springs
Read moreBeast and Bok Bok We lived alone, myself and Beast, my rather rotund ginger tabby with a heart of gold.
Read moreThe Railroad He heard the thumping and whimpering again, and buried his head in his arms, in a vain
Read moreSilence in Nature Peace and quiet. We link the two quite often, don’t we? But sometimes, silence means danger is
Read moreYesterday has come and gone, the years have flown. If
Read moreAge, like the flow of sin upon skin, imparts its wrath, and at some point unrecognised I am, skin
Read moreNaked Lady Belladonna Belladonna the naked lady Does stand there in all her glory. She so prefers to be shady,
Read moreCase re-opened … Jackson Kingsley motioned Detective Finney back inside from the terrace. As he began refreshing their drinks, he
Read moreNightly Haunting … Nightly haunting is still reported by some people in parts of the building. The old sanatorium
Read moreThe bottom never reached… Falling faster and faster, weightless in rushing frantic air, and impending that collision, that hard ground
Read moreHarbour City Inspiration for This Poem Earlier in the year my wife Kathy and I decided to go on a
Read moreIt was a small figure slowly leading a horse … He hadn’t shaved in a month because he saw no
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