APRIL 19, 2014 2:36PM

Our Lost Day

 APRIL is the cruellest month, 
 breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, 
 mixing Memory and desire--TS Eliot 
 

For many of us here in Oklahoma, April is indeed the cruelest month. 
For  though the redbuds are in bloom, blood still stains that small child /… Read full post »

DECEMBER 23, 2013 11:26AM

Saving Heathen Babies From Hell--Part 2


“School of life?” I asked.

“Yeah, you know, the whole reason why we are here? What if life were like a school that God made and we’re supposed to learn stuff.” Mr. Collins asked. I just looked at him and blinked. The concept was so foreign, I couldn’t even

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DECEMBER 23, 2013 11:21AM

Saving Heathen Babies From Hell--part 1


When I was a sixteen growing up in the 70's, I worried a lot. I worried about getting kidnapped. I worried about getting a brain tumor. I worried about being so bad that my parents would send me to a detention home where I would be forced into a

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Okay, there's little chance that any of us will have a "My Dinner With Andre" conversation with Mr. King and since he has already explored the "kidnap the famous writer" scenario in Misery, that's out, the only way we can really experience his Kingness is when we all pass onRead full post »

DECEMBER 4, 2013 9:28AM

Mean Black Girls

"In this army," my drill sergeant father told his troops, "there is no white, black, brown, or yellow--there is only green.  At home, there was no black, brown, yellow or green allowed period.  The green was thrown in there lest one of my older sisters decided she wanted to date aRead full post »

DECEMBER 2, 2013 11:15AM

School For The Soul

 

     If this life is a school for the soul then we should see everything and everyone as a teacher—even children—actually, especially children.  Didn’t Jesus say we should be like little children to get to the Kingdom?  I think He said that because chRead full post »

NOVEMBER 27, 2013 5:34PM

I See Him Every Sunday


I see him every Sunday. I see him almost every time I come. Sometimes I say hello, but often I just hurry by, on my way to speak to someone else, chase down one of my kids or get in line to eat. I feel a pang of guilt

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He is older, but the sentiments are the same. 

He was born of an American mother and African father and has grown to do so many wonderful things so far. Each day is a struggle, but he comes out shining with that perfect smile and always with lessons learned.

He has brought… Read full post »

JANUARY 7, 2013 10:18PM

The Day Joseph Conrad Made Me Cry

We all know Heart Of Darkness. We either either read it in high school or had the option to read it in high school. I passed. I chose to read The Pigman by Paul Zindel, whose characters, plot and themes escape me to this day.

I had to wait until I… Read full post »

DECEMBER 19, 2012 2:03AM

By The Way, God Says, "Hi"-- REPOST

This is a respost of a previous essay to illustrate sometimes the end of the world is not what it's all cracked up to be--

The first time I found out the world was going to end , I was ten. That was when a big white school but came to… Read full post »

     In light of the recent events of yet another mass killing, I just wanted to add my two cents from the other side--the mind of the killer.  If this man was psychotic it might be helpful to know what that really is up close and personal. Because the… Read full post »
OCTOBER 26, 2012 12:18PM

OS Weekend Fiction: The Seeker

Jason Little said, “We all a seeker of the spirit when we leaves our mama's womb.  And we find it again at her breast.”  His mama died when he was five.  So he said, “I started lookin' to where my mama went and the spirit that go with it,  going on… Read full post »

OCTOBER 6, 2012 8:58PM

The Fairy Tale Of The Hair


Once upon a time there was a young princess that as soon as she was born had the most beautiful long hair in the kingdom. It was prettier than that Rapunzel chick and even lovelier than that naked woman on a horse, Lady Godivia--why do you think she had

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SEPTEMBER 24, 2012 7:39AM

My Voting Record

In the upcoming presidential election I am not voting along party lines. I am not red or blue or even independent. I don't even base my vote on the issues. I am a dyed in the wool gut voter.  Believe it or not, looks and feelings have always guided me when voting… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 22, 2012 5:48AM

OS Weekend Fiction: Secret Service

My Grandmother was a robot.  At least that’s what I thought.  Oh she smelled like butter mints and homemade macaroni and cheese like ancient women who donned lace and blue hair, but she also had this smell of metal that just never went away.  That was my first clue.  Where wRead full post »

   

 Today on NPR, I learned it was Stephen King's Birthday. Happy Birthday, Mr. King. Now, if anyone knows anything about me, they know that I have sort of a crush on Stephen King.  What he says about writing is simply gospel to me and I can quote it… Read full post »

Dear Mrs. King,

I have a confession to make: I sleep  with your husband, Stephen King every night. Just thought I would let you know.  Now I don't want you to think I am a rank and file fan . I have not read every novel he has written and neither… Read full post »

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APRIL 9, 2012 1:11PM

Mike Wallace Ruined My Childhood

My dad was a news man. He didn't write for a newspaper or report it on T.V. --he just loved the news. He would plop a newspaper over my book and say, "Here, read this and find out what's going on the world!" I was not interested, my world consisted of… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 4, 2011 1:00PM

Reminding Bill

     My earliest memory of my oldest brother, Bill was of he and I sitting at a window and him teaching me how to count to ten in German.  He was a very good teacher because I still remember how--but that is what big brothers are for.

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AUGUST 30, 2011 4:06PM

Shopping Cart Envy

Shopping carts: wrath of God or just luck of the draw? I for one have no clue but side on the theory of the former because I ALWAYS--AND I MEAN ALWAYS get the bad shopping cart.

I am the Job of the shopping cart world because anything that can possibly go… Read full post »

AUGUST 30, 2011 11:06AM

Rethinking My Barney Hatred...Again

When my son was little, he loved Barney, I didn't, hence the following essay. So many years later, I thought the nightmare was over but what you know, my grandson loves Barney too. Help!

           Has it happened to you yet? Has Barney come to your tRead full post »

AUGUST 29, 2011 6:45AM

Find God's Match For You...Seriously?

Find God's match for  you. We've all seen the commerical and each time I see the thing, I roll my eyes and think, "Oh come on now, seriously?" Not that I am anti-God, previous posts have shown, I am not. I think maybe I am anti-somedaymyprincewillcome.

The more dating match sites… Read full post »

AUGUST 26, 2011 6:21PM

The Tao Of Seinfeld

 To all those young kids who speed through channels faster than they text, stop when you see Seinfeld flash on the screen.  For those who meander down the Tao of Seinfeld they will discover  a philosophy of life for those of us who have none. The center of this phil… Read full post »

AUGUST 25, 2011 9:58AM

When Your Kid Is A Nerd

Okay, it’s hard to admit even to yourself  late at night when there is no one around but you can do it:  Your kid is a nerd.  Socially inept, gangley, bookish, likes horses, runs like a girl and talks to a bug he keeps in a jar when you’re not there. … Read full post »

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AUGUST 21, 2011 2:55AM

Eating Leaves: memories of a hungry child

My early childhood memories of eating are blurred. I don't remember my birth mother feeding me. My older brother remembers food smells. My aunt Eleanor said my sister was a good cook. I just remember being hungry all the time. The only thing I remember eating is white bread with sugar or ma… Read full post »