Serenity and Dead William’s Island

(Not sure where this came from, but consider it a delayed Halloween treat.)

Two-mast sailing ship, little sail up, golden sunsetThe good ship “Serenity’” welcomed all who dared tread her boards and strut the stage after sunset. But there was a price for admission, one that a surprising number of folk from all walks and situations were willing to pay.  Continue reading “Serenity and Dead William’s Island”

Free Association Writers: Saturday Morning Edition

She hunches over the library table, and rubs planed fingers over an already-slick forehead. Canadian forests are burning in the northwest, and the haze is thick, humidity high from last night’s rains. Her other fingers wander back and forth across a college-ruled composition book, cheap pen jagging with arrhythmia. In search of inspiration, but there is none to be found.  Continue reading “Free Association Writers: Saturday Morning Edition”

Blank, Blank, Energy Breakthrough

The room sits at low-tide. Eddies twirl sluggish through muddy gray waters. Slow eyelids blink, sleepy frogs gathered ‘round in a circle. We hope that gathering and moving pen across paper will stir enough energy in this morning’s free-association writing group to stir those eddies into rivulets of free-flowing inspiration. Continue reading “Blank, Blank, Energy Breakthrough”