Exploring the Places No One is Talking About
This was a fun prompt. Everyone selected a book and then rolled 3 10-sided die. Based on the number from the die, we flipped to that page number and after reading either the first line or the whole page we were to continue what we thought might happen. I selected the Necronomicon by H.P. Lovecraft
So we missed the last writing group because I managed to sprain my ankle badly enough that I thought I broke it. Thankfully I did not but I was in a brace and on crutches for a couple of days. I did write this poem after the incident and I did share it with the
Title: Turn Around TimeAuthor: David GutersonPublication Date: 2019Publishing House: Mountaineers Books If you follow my site you know that I love to read. Stories enchant me. When visiting the Pacific Northwest Keltin and I found our way into a book store. I wanted to find a book that was tied to the region in some
I play co-ed softball and the other night I was so distracted by the sunset that I was barley paying attention to the game. I don’t much action in right field so its not too terrible of me. Yes we did win – 4 to 3, really close game. Anyway, this is the poem that
A good friend of mine started an Instagram page called Good Dog Dallas. She challenged me and a few other friends to write a quick eight lines from our dogs prospective in the form of a poem or a rap. Well I can’t rap but I can write a poem. The picture was taken by
Spring seems to finally be here and should be enjoyed by all. Hope everyone enjoys this poem, I know its been a while since I posted a creative piece. ************ Drop of color Light of day Shinny Bright Blinding First a ray Then a wave Dawn unfolds Birds herrold Piping shrill Awakening Enlightening Day
Books, wonders of humanity, stories that last centuries. Ideas that persist through, through years and change. Books are now easy to find online but I prefer the search. To find the stories that I crave in quiet corners of a used bookstore. Sitting on the floor, looking up at shelves packed with books. Listening for
Out we went riding, bikes bumping, thumping as wheels turned over on uneven sidewalks. Soon I heard high notes, at first I believed the sound came from the bikes chaines, but soon learned of the true origins. The notes are the squeal of breaks on the tracks. Each break producing its own unique note. Beneath
I’ve reached over 200 followers on McGee’s Travel Tales! I want to say thank you to everyone and I hope that you are enjoying all of my posts, stores and recipes. If you are a recent follower here are the categories that I post to: Travel Tales – Travel stores and adventures Weekend Wanderings –
Currently the only things that I have posted on my blog have been true stories. Moments from my life, my thoughts on books, and sharing a love of cooking. But the other blogs that I have found and started reading have inspired my to post my own creative work. I don’t know how often I’ll
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