Month: January 2013

For authors, by authors, one word at a time

Four-letter Words

She said she loved the train. In the next breath, she said she loved me. Odd that we were on the wrong side of the train to catch it. If she really loved the train, she would have made sure we were on the right side, but we weren’t. Look. I’m getting repetitious already. She…
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January 29, 2013 112

The Good Son

Her tears fell, single, soundless, on the stone beneath her knees, weeping for her son. ???A few good men??? flickered in her mind. He was good, one of the few. He enlisted early, at seventeen. ???The proud, the few, the Marines.??? He was all of that and more. He didn???t even graduate before they called…
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January 28, 2013 27

Be Accountable

Accountability. That is a scary word. Seriously. Life is full of accountability, and I like to beat myself up. I would prefer to just flow along in a rubber tube, ruffling no feathers, quietly existing, and no accountability, but I have to be realistic. That rubber tube still gets used but not nearly as often…
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January 28, 2013 6