(Originally Titled - The Male Feminine.) A friend of mine once made the observation of my writing that I am able to grasp female protago...

I'm back with a post as part of my writers' group August blog chain challenge and, this month, the topic put to us was a question - ...

I'm trying something a little new this week. I'm a member of really lovely little writers group here in Adelaide that started as an ...

I wasn't feeling it today. Maybe it was because I'd indulged a little more than I'd planned to last night at the Pub when I wa...

I've somehow worked myself up into an emotional state this afternoon.  In my continuing development of my latest work in progress, I...

I go off on tangents. A lot.  Having the kind of mind that just won't quit is both a blessing and a curse. This past week, it has be...

Recently, I have come to the realization that I have an obsession with bread making. I pour over the mixture of a dough in the same way Walt...

Some days, I'll sit before the keyboard and nothing will come. Nothing will happen.  I'll look at what I have before me, so far an...

Interior, House, Morning. The couple are vibrant. Early 30’s, professional. The Wife is dressed in a smart,  sexy business suit. A cup of ...

The recliner chair sits in the middle of a sparse living room, its moth eaten fabric dirty with age and neglect. A small, wooden block stick...

I have gone to great lengths in the pursuit of an idea - especially when those ideas strike me at the most inopportune times. It has be...