January 31: Facetious

Just Jot It January

Game Over

“And after I vacuum the hallways and change out the lightbulb in the basement level of this apartment building, I’ll shovel the walks. The snow should be just about done by then. Imagine, only half a foot is predicted, this time!” Continue reading

The Game of Life

white pawn faces army of black pawsEmily was almost invisible behind the big overstuffed armchair in her father’s study, but looked quickly around its armrest to see if anyone would be coming in and interrupting her plan about his chessboard. Continue reading

Tag, You’re It!

There he was, round saucer eyes, nose waggling like a sausage hot in the pan, spiky black hair reaching every which way. True, I couldn’t really see him, but I knew he was just around the corner in the upper hallway of the Hold, laughing his slow, goofy laugh. Continue reading