life, thoughts, writing

The Mystery House

Every neighborhood has one of them. Okay, maybe not every neighborhood, but every neighborhood I’ve lived in.

I wrote about the mystery creep house where I grew up in my short story Home Avenue in the book anthology Home Avenue. Some kids called it the monsters house, or the haunted house, or the spooky house. Nonetheless, the dwelling was only two doors down from where I lived.

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Pets, poetry

Chasing Rainbows

I’ve had a rough few days, but instead of complaining about them here, I thought I’d share a story I wrote in poem-form many years ago. I thought of it because today is Groundhog Day, and the poem reminds me of the movie Groundhog Day. After the last few days, I needed a cheery poem.

The story rhymes … sort of like Dr. Seuss. Heh. The point of view is told entirely through a narrator, so please excuse any pov issues or tense issues. I wrote this soon after we got our first dog. He inspired my story “Chasing Rainbows” because of the rainbows he used to play with around the house. You’ll understand once you read it. Continue reading “Chasing Rainbows”