- April 04
- a.k.a. Linnnn
- You are cordially invited to close your eyes and throw a dart at any one of the titles listed in "My Links" below. Those stories are all bits and pieces of me. Let me know what you think...
MY RECENT POSTS
- Brain Surgery Color Commentary
November 16, 2013 05:28PM
- A Hole In My Head
September 15, 2013 06:20PM
- Theme Park 9/11: We Wrote
September 11, 2013 08:30AM
- June Cleaver ~ A Congressman
July 26, 2013 06:30PM
- Homestyle Exposure Therapy
May 23, 2013 03:59PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
November 16, 2013 08:58PM
- “We're trying to
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November 16, 2013 07:16PM
- “James, they are using
DBS to help combat depression
November 16, 2013 06:27PM
- “I love you tr ig.”
November 16, 2013 06:07PM
- “Hope you are enjoying
the autumn. Lovely
November 13, 2013 10:00AM
Linda Treiber's Links
- 1 Act Play - 4 Generations of Women
- The Beach Divas
- Random, Because I Can
- I Fought the Law and...
- Ghosties and Paranormal Musings
- Kids, Dogs, Cats, Family and Such
- My Links
- The Baby Tree. A ghostly 1 act play
- My Blog Bog Elsewhere
- Soccer Moms Are Fabulous
- It WAS a Tumor! Tale of the Tumor
- Serial Killers, Catholics, 9/11 Etc.
- The Adventures of Dr. Dad
- Plays Made Entirely by Emails
How soldiers write letters in the dark.
Who knew that a letter in the mail written carefully and stylishly by hand from a young soldier stationed in Korea would be such an event? Reflexively, we handle the envelope delicately as though it would disappear in a puff of smoke./… Read full post »
They studied me as I flipped a family-sized jug of ketchup and a jar of pickled banana peppers into my buggy. Usually at the market, I am immersed in my grocery list, coupons and my mission… Read full post »
“If you got a lead part in a movie, but it had a nude scene, would you do it?”
… Read full post »
In college, I played Miranda in Shakespeare’s The Tempest so my mother came to Tallahassee for opening night. Trussed up in a whale-bone corset that ruthlessly flattened my boobs and compressed my lungs, I was directed to perform gymnastic physical action on a/… Read full post »
“I smell smoke! Mom! SMOKE!”
Sweaty from the long slog from the bus stop home, I opened the door and knew something was up. I raced from room to room frantically looking for the source of the pungent aroma that was tickling my nose.
&ld… Read full post »
Moonlight. Lake Toxaway. "In Beautiful Sapphire Country."
“Yep,” said Jimmy, “That’s where the colored spike driver dude is buried.”
Every once in a while, in the summer time when school was out, we’d ride Jimmy’s horses all over the Indian… Read full post »
“Ack! Linda. Good to see you dear.”
“Ok, Mike, what in holy hell is going on?”
I had waited until last. All the blue-haired ladies had lined up in front of Mike’s station self-consciously patting their hair and arranging their rosaries just right.… Read full post »
Yes. It's us. And a cat.
“Get in here and eat this!”
Mom usually let half the civilized world know that she had slaved away over a hot stove to provide grub for our weekday night ritual of MANDATORY FAMILY DINNER.
The clash of silverware and crockery… Read full post »
Leon Shelton’s church funeral didn’t hold a candle to the real proper send off he received at the Lake Toxaway Community Center last Friday night.
For mountain folk in western North Carolina, nothing brings your soul closer to heaven, living or dead, than live bluegr… Read full post »
Dad always wanted me to be a boy.
The day I was born, my dad, by virtue of being a resident doctor at Holy Cross Hospital, was permitted to hang out with mom while she labored to bring me into the world. Dad had privileges, unlike all the other/… Read full post »
That creepy smug expression on my younger brother’s face gave me a solidly foreboding hint about how the rest of that Sunday was going to go.
When he flopped down on the car seat with his arms crossed, and sat completely still with that prissy Chiclet-toothed grin,… Read full post »