Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 44

Dead Man's Curve. The legend. The myth. The moniker. The infamous curve on interstate 90 in Cleveland, OH. While we're all speeding through downtown at 65mph (of course there are those with death wishes hurtling pass at 75mph), suddenly: yellow signs! Lights! 35 mph! Because out of flipping nowhere a curve barely short of 90 … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 44

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 43

I walk like a trapped wolf on a path of cement. I hung the sidewalks like I'm sniffing for blood. But I'm looking for escape. Or I'm looking for the sun. I'm looking for that place east of it and west of the moon. I look for it in books like I look for it … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 43

Saturday Morning Post, Vol 41

Hello 2021. Though I'm writing this in 2020 #timetravel 1. It's Christmas day, and my room is sparkling white. I guess all the white paint and white decorations have paid off, because now with the snow falling in swift fluffy flakes outside, every touch of green and every bit of concrete buried, my room feels … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol 41

Saturday Morning Post, Vol 40

1. "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas." December 1st. A snowstorm hits. 6:30 am the sun is still sleeping, but it's unusually bright outside. A familiar brightness that tells of long cold nights and shorter and colder days. Wet snow has covered everything. Orange lampposts and porch lights reflect back in the snow, … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol 40

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 39

Another NaNoWriMo won and done and in the bag *brushes off hands*. I finished at 1 am on Thanksgiving, fueled by brownie cheesecake. If lucky, I'm halfway through the novel and intend to continue writing it through December (I had this grand plan at the beginning of NaNo that I would finish it by the … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 39

Saturday Morning Post, Vol 38

*Sits down to write blog. Writes a blog. Hates that blog. Decides to write a new blog. Wants to write something but everything circles back to Covid and no one including herself wants to read any more about that. She needs someone to pull her away from ThredUp before she buys more sweaters* Hullo. "These … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol 38

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 37

Hope everyone made it through Friday the 13th, 2020 version. I myself am still in Friday and am seated with a heating pad on my neck because of some whiplash from the Mouse King (The Nutcracker rehearsal collision. It went a bit like this....) (I was the guy in the grey. ) (I'm sorry I … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 37

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 35

(just finished watching the Mandalorian and now watching the British Baking Show. It's a good Friday night) Tomorrow is All Hallow's Eve/Halloween/Almost NaNoWriMo. I was thinking back to waaaaay long ago, and I remember sitting on the porch during Trick-or-Treating wearing a cloak and masquerade mask writing....a blog (which is very Bernadette of me. I … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 35