By Cheryl Calvert, with David Anderson “They’re gonna tell us ‘no’ until we’re 30!” I was trying to allay the fears of my best bud Annette that climbing The Ridge as two 14-year-old girls over our parents’ likely objections – should we even ask – was not risky. Mostly not risky. “The rattlesnakes will let […]
To Ponder
Letter: A Long Walk in the Wrong Direction
Trails were posted “hazardous and route-finding skills required.” It was supposed to have been a paved path trail up the mountain aways. Early summer flowers would be sprinkled across the meadows, birds would be singing, butterflies would be flitting about. Nope. None of the above. Everything above was snowed in. The better part of valor […]
Let’s Talk! – The Doors of the Sun Closed
Whoa, my friend Tyrean Martinson! This time your prompt in your book for writers, which I abuse for inviting readers to have conversations instead of staring at screens, got the better of me. I’m drawing a total blank. Indeed, I googled whether this was part of some poem or song lyrics. Failure. I finally came […]
Across the Fence: Anwesenheit
Today’s Germanism in the English language is the term Anwesenheit (pronounce ‘un-vah-zen-hite, meaning presence). I was thrilled to come up with some ideas, but even more surprised when I realized that the only field in which the Germanism is used over here is psychology! Here is a definition by Wikipedia: “Anwesenheit refers to the false […]
Why not? No, Really . . . Why not?
Monica, was bereft and on the verge of crying. She had just visited a number of restaurants and bars. She was hoping to see her art sharing the walls with and a stack of money from art sales. She had just turned 21 on Thursday and no one at work had noticed. She called in […]
The Relationship Between Local Theatres, photos, and Reviewers
Peggy and I enjoy writing reviews of local plays and performances, as well as personally enjoying live theatre. We really enjoyed it when my cousin Lavinia Moyer Hart was living in Pierce County again. Lindy and I grew up almost as sister and brother, our mothers being identical twins. She has a great history with […]
Dropped Dead – A Short Story
I was out for a short walk around the block while Susan was content to sleep a bit more. I understood. It was a very nice day. As I was just a little over a half block from home, I heard a small airplane. I looked up and around; it was a small light green […]
Dropped Dead – A Short Story
I was out for a short walk around the block. My wife was content to sleep a bit more. I understood. It was a very nice day. As I was just a little over a half block from home I heard an airplane. I looked up and around. It was a small light green and […]
Letter: Touching Noses, One Last Kiss, One Last Time
By Cheryl Calvert, with David Anderson “Your mother is not going to recover. Not this time.” I stood outside her hospital room as the doctor confirmed my worst fears. We had had our last conversation. I would not hear my mom’s sweet voice again. Her bright eyes would not recognize my face, her so sweet […]