The Best of The Worst
This blog features writing from my younger years … from mortifying diary entries and bad poetry to high school newspaper articles and short stories. As a tortured teen, I would have been crushed had my poignant poems and powerful prose not been taken seriously. But the funniest things are often those that are unexpected, and re-reading my efforts as an adult, I find that I was often at my best and most entertaining when I was trying to be anything but that.-
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BOATS – Part 7
I got home and found my mother in the kitchen. “Guess what happened.” “What?” “I said guess.” “Give me a hint.” “Nope, you’ve got 30 seconds to guess.” I lit a cigarette while I waited. “I suppose I can rule … Continue reading
The Islanders – Part 13
The men stumbled through the jungle all the way to camp. “I’m home, honey,” Steve called. “Is dinner ready?” “We’re over here, Steve,” Cari said. “Come help us peel the pineapples.” “Hi baby,” Brent said to Cathy. “Give daddy some … Continue reading
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