
The Sleeping Lady

Stories and musings as I bumble around life
Ukobach sat at his desk, staring blankly at the endless pile of papers in front of him. He was going cross-eyed with all this paperwork, but he also knew that if he didn’t start working now, his boss would come buzzing in from nowhere and make him regret it. No, he thought with a sigh, better to get started now. Continue reading “Nothing New Under the Sun”
Suzette had never been a risk-taker. She had spent the past 27 years of her life meticulously calculating the safest route through every predicament, from her six-hour, perfectly-timed, and virtually painless entrance into the world (or so her mother said) to her nearly impeccable school record. She had followed all the right paths to lead her to this moment, but she could never have predicted the events of last night. Continue reading “In Strictest Confidence”
Author’s Note: I made this soup from scratch on Sunday night, and oh my goodness was it good!
“Morning, sunshine! Late for work again, I see.” Continue reading “All In A Day’s Work”
For the IndieInk Photo Battle (#IIPhoto) this week, Chris Hughes challenged me with “shiny” and I challenged Mary Terrani with “sickness.”