OCAAT Chapter 1

July 2006 It was too early in the a.m. for his phone to be ringing, but it was, waking him from some serious slumber. Darius reached for it, knocking it off the nightstand in the process and onto the floor. “Fuck,” he said, leaning over his bed, using his hand to search around for it. …read more

OCAAT, Chapter 2

Two weeks later Friday evening found Sydney back in her spot, sitting in the front porch swing, feet up in the chair, legs stretched out in front of her. She was relaxing this evening, had the entire house to herself, alone and free to do whatever she wanted, which for now was watching the cars …read more

Every other Tuesday with Moriah.

Moriah Gill, a friend of a friend’s daughter, asked if I would meet with her  to discuss what I do. She’s a writer, who hasn’t written in a while and wanted to start writing regularly, maybe even publish a book. Sure, no problem of course I would. We met and discussed stories, books, movies, music, and a whole …read more

Do Overs – Nominee for first ever RT Review Source Award

Hi Ruthie, Congratulations! DO OVERS has been selected as one of the nominees for the first ever RT Review Source Award. See https://www.rtbookreviews.com/award/2016/rt-review-source. Please feel free to share the news. The winner will be announced in May at our annual RT Booklovers Convention in Atlanta.  

OCAAT – Book One, Chapter One, Scene 2

  July  It was a lovely day in the neighborhood, Sydney thought, scanning the street in front of her. She sat with her butt planted in the porch swing of her new home, and her bare feet planted on the porch railing in front. No one and nothing-but-boring was her life there, she thought, using …read more

O.C.A.A.T. – Chapter One, Scene 1

Chapter One   It was too early in the a.m. for his phone to be ringing, but it was, waking him from some serious slumber. Darius reached for it, knocking it off the nightstand in the process and onto the floor. “Fuck,” he said, leaning over, using his hand to search around for it. He …read more

Prayer of St. Francis

Lord make me a instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love Where there is injury, pardon Where there is doubt, faith Where there is despair, hope Where there is darkness, light And where there is sadness, joy. Oh Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be …read more

Lyrics to One by India.Arie

Millions live their lives That Muhammad, Krishna, or the Buddha are the way Still some believe it’s right To say in the name of Jesus when you pray We are a human kind of 7 billion So many different races and religions Add it all comes down to one Some say God’s a Him And …read more