LONG before I wrote stories, I listened for stories. Listening for them is something more acute than listening to them. I suppose it's an early form of participation in what goes on. Listening children know stories are there. When their elders sit and begin, children are just waiting and hoping for one to come … Continue reading S Is for a Sin & a Shame: #atozchallenge
The Friday Fictioneers Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photograph. * USED TO BE "The convention center? Well, go about six blocks, to where the old movie house used to be--the one that burned in '87--What'd you say, Fred?" "It's The Oaks now. Condos." "Oh, that's right. Well, just before the condos, turn right, and when you … Continue reading Friday Fictioneers: Used to Be
Doodle #5. Doodle a quiet moment. This is the San Marcos River edged by willow trees and grass and such. Well, it is if I say it is. Here's a better picture. ### Prompt from 365 Days of Doodling by Carin Channing.
The gravel road in the picture below (and, for a time, in the header above) runs from Texas State Highway 80 just north of the town of Fentress to where it intersects with Farm-to-Market Road 20, about five miles to the northeast. The sign at the intersection reads Political Road. The sign denotes Caldwell County's approval, but … Continue reading The Lowdown on the Political Road
The Melody Maids of Prairie Lea High School Rotary International Christmas Luncheon San Marcos, Texas, December 1967 Names have been deleted to protect the innocent. The ballerina celebrates a birthday this week. Happy Birthday, KJP