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This is gonna’ be about me. It was when my trucking career came to an abrupt close that I discovered that the bedding from my bunk from the semi could fit in the fabled Civic! Then I discovered I could go almost anywhere and not need extensive camping equipment, or have to pay campground fees.… Continue reading Plotting a Bolder Course

Under a spreading oak tree, the village wordsmithe lived.  She would spend her nights knee deep in pencil shavings, typewriter ribbons,  crumpled sheets of legal size,  thumb drives and spent ink cartridges. Late into the night sees her weaving  sentence after sentence into what she hopes ultimately to be a cohesive and creative story that… Continue reading The Wordsmithe

So I have been reading a lot of stories by Clive Cussler. So many I can’t now remember what titles I have already read. Clive’s getting a breather because my Library has run out of them. Now I have re-discovered Ludlum, but his characters are so serious, where Cussler’s are really fun! And when Clive… Continue reading Ok, Ok. If I Wanna’ be a Writer, all I have to do; IS WRITE!!!

“Sentimental Longing  or Wistful Affection fo the past”. Life under the Helicalyptus Trees. Oh. Was I five or seven when I realized that it was “Eucalyptus?” Well, there were Helicopters flying around them; or so it appeared to a 3 yr old. hence, Helicalyptus! Not far from the old lighter than air station at El… Continue reading Nostalgia?

It was a dark, moonless night right before midnight in Vance county, NC. Southbound on I-85. We were to pickup a load of bullets or some small stuff from a smaller manufacturer near Roxboro. The obvious route (big roads) would take us down near Durham, and then back up again. …hmm-mm. US 158 goes straight to Roxboro.… Continue reading Horses or Aliens?

It has come to my conclusion that Commercials are better TV than any other programming!