I should’ve known by the way he stood so close to me. By the way he pulled his chair close and put his arm around the back of mine. My Gemini senses tingled – it was a possessive move and blocked my view of the room behind him. I was immediately annoyed and this knee-jerk … Continue reading Just An Echo, On Bittersweet Drive
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Bittersweet Drive – 2nd Installment
July 1997 Yesterday I sat on the beach with my journal and my book, Tales of Burning Love, tanning under the warm California sun. I watched a woman with five children arrive and plant themselves and their belongings about fifteen yards away from me. She spread out the blanket and they all dropped their coverups … Continue reading Bittersweet Drive – 2nd Installment
I’m Fine, It’s Fine, Everything Is Fine
Daylight always seems to bring with it a renewal that has a ray of positivity in it. I’m beginning to notice that when night sets in, I’m freefalling towards sleep long before it seems normal. I’m so tired at night… by 7:30 – 8:00… I’m feeling the cloak of fatigue wrapping its heavy sleeves around … Continue reading I’m Fine, It’s Fine, Everything Is Fine
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The pronouncement was made and there was much anger and yelling and screaming, but strangely, no tears. There were no tears. Seldom were there any tears. The dish rack in the kitchen was wiped from the counter, shattering to the floor. Always, something had to be broken. Hearts were pounding, all of them. One for … Continue reading Bittersweet Drive
The Tara Chronicles 