That which does not hold at the center will collapse. Architects, scientists, mining engineers and countless other occupations know this and use it to hold it together every day. Anyone who ever played the game Jenga knows it. I challenge that American society has forgotten this principle and therefore is unaware we are dangerously close to toppling the tower. Continue reading
When reading through one of my old writing notebooks, I came across this prompt our PCW members wrote about a couple years ago. I thought I would share it here and see what your thoughts are on ebooks now that they have gone mainstream and are quite popular.
Have you heard this one? A horse walks into a bar and the bartender asks, “Why the long face?” Not so funny when I am the horse. I’ve had a long face for months. Winter blahs? Oh yea. Midlife crisis? Maybe. Global warming? Of course, isn’t everything? Continue reading
Confession time: I HAVE NOT WANTED TO BE PRODUCTIVE FOR AGES!
Ok, that is off my chest. I wish I was being dramatic; but, alas, I am not. I have been struggling with it so badly.
Today I thought I would pull myself up by my bootstraps (except that I am wearing flats) and get in gear. I am beginning another personal blog regarding a line of my children’s ministry products. To that end, I needed to go through my stash of articles on children’s ministry and see if I can re-purpose a few. Continue reading
A few months ago I introduced you to my beagle, Willie. He’s a rambunctious creature, stubborn and sweet—sugar and spice as they used to say. He, like most of us, has his faults, but we chalk them up to personality disorder (probably a result of feeding him table food) and move on. Continue reading
As you know, we writers of Paddle Creek, are working on a round robin story. When it came time for me to write my installment however, I got sick and have been ill for several weeks and got behind on all things writerly. I am doing much better now and have finally written the last installment of our story. Enjoy!
(Here is part 3 — written by Susan Korich. Stick around for part 4!)
Perched on the stool behind the cash register, my eyes still wide with incredulity and my mouth following along with its own version of can-you-catch-flies, it took me moment to notice a man standing at the edge of my counter, clearing his throat.
“Ah-hem, excuse me, ah-hem, um, Miss?”
Hopping off my stool, I closed my mouth, and pasted on my most professional smile and look of laser concentration. It would be bad for business for word to get around that I ignored customers and hung around staring after others. Continue reading
Part 2 of our Round Robin project, by Pat Meyers
“I actually think I am figuring this out,” I announced to Violet two days after the all-blue incident. “The first day he was in white and bought an old copy of Pride and Prejudice with a white cover. The next visit he bought a rare edition of Alice in Wonderland in a blue cover, wearing blue, driving a blue Prius.
“And this helps us figure this out, how?” Asked the impertinent Violet. Continue reading
(As we mentioned in our previous post, here we begin our round robin short story. Part 1 written by Bev …)
It seemed curious to me at the time–the stranger’s appearance simply oozed mystery and intrigue. He dressed in a stylish fashion; finely tailored suit, silk shirt, fashionable necktie, leather trench coat and wing-back shoes. But all in white. Not a smidgen of color. Except, of course, for his hair. That was candied apple red. See what I mean about curious?
It was Monday morning, and I was working at Twice Told Tales, a used bookstore in Las Vegas, Nevada. We usually attracted a t-shirt and flip-flop crowd who liked to spend their days with a Starbucks in one hand and a dog-eared copy of a Jack Kerouac book in the other. We would not be a comfortable place for the white leather trench coat group. Not exactly the immaculate environment you would expect a “Mr. Clean” to visit, if you know what I mean. Heck, I wouldn’t have expected his white convertible to even slow down as he drove by our store. Oh, did I forget to mention that he drove a white custom Chevy convertible? Continue reading
Michelle here from Paddle Creek Writers. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas season and are off to a great start in the new year. I am looking forward to what the writing year will bring; including getting my second novel out.