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Category: Cobwebs

  • The Sum of Identity

    The Sum of Identity

    Another schedule change, and I’m left working myself into another routine. Since resigning from the ER left me a little isolated, I joined a book club here in town. No offense to the club, but the first book I read three pages into the first chapter and gave up. It…

  • Return from Hiatus

    Return from Hiatus

    Gotta love life as a writer with a day job! Things were going along smoothly for a while, then three weeks ago, two things happened. One of our volunteer drivers took a couple of vacations and the EMS gods made life a little more than interesting. I will say that…

  • Update for February 2023

    Update for February 2023

    I hate this kind of post, especially for a blog. I love and hate attention seeking. Yes, it’s nice to be recognized, but with recognition comes the risk of being put down. This last week I realized this holds me back from completing stories. If I want an excuse, one…

  • Thoughts From A Christmas Classic

    Thoughts From A Christmas Classic

    Don’t make this a Holiday to remember. Make the effort to remember it instead.

  • Onward Into Fall

    Onward Into Fall

    The vice is the band aid making up for something else.

  • Lessons in an Old Jeep

    Lessons in an Old Jeep

    Now, turning back was not an option.The storm would overtake me before I made it back to town.

  • Gators in the Swimming Hole

    Gators in the Swimming Hole

    Children of parents with personality disorders are conditioned to a certain level of abuse.

  • Small Town Quirks

    Small Town Quirks

    It’s like those situations in life when despite all indications to the contrary, most people would sooner tolerate the bully than risk even social death. 

  • Valentines

    Valentines

    I knew flowers were expensive and didn’t last, and though I thought of it as a beautiful gift, I convinced myself that it was impractical and therefore pointless to desire.

  • The Newsletter

    The Newsletter

    What started as a blanket letter to everyone known to the family, naturally morphed into a silent game of one-upmanship among the Wendalls.