theRagingSpoon

Bedpans and Walther P38s–Part Two

December 8, 2018

BedPans and Walther P38s (Part Two of a Christmas Past) It was seven days before Christmas, and I still had to purchase gifts for 21 grandchildren, two great-grandchildren, and 10 adults. Technically, Christmas was eight days away, but our family gathers for dinner on Christmas Eve, opening gifts after the grandchildren wash the dishes. Ho! […]
Walther P38s and Bedpans

December 3, 2018

Bedpans and Walther P38s (A Christmas to Remember) Part One *A short story that is loosely based on true events of Christmases past: 90 percent pure fiction. Many people escape via expensive out-of-the-country vacations or by weekend get-a-ways. Some escape by watching movies or by playing games. Me? I Amazon. I’m addicted to seeing that […]
Quest

October 27, 2018

Letters float and bubble up, they string on weathered thread, like popcorn strands on Christmas trees. I clutch and nick and chomp and chew, subsequently disintegrate, with painful, funny, contorting moue. Letter float and bubble up, black on white in cytoplasmic fill, they string and coil as DNA that replicate I mush and […]
Day 364

September 27, 2018

I am ending day 364 doing what I love: writing for the pure joy of writing. The little ditty below contains 16 names familiar to my childhood. Can you guess what they refer to?* Through the days of my life, I have ascribed to a guiding light, While leading all my children through the edge […]
Oh, the places I will go. (Refining the bucket list)

September 17, 2018

Thus far, I’ve only admired these dreamy destinations as they decorate my walls. A couple of imaginary destinations I dream of in the night:
Ode to September

September 4, 2018

September We wonder, September, who, what star will sing new, And who, what star will wax far away. Your third sapphire day’s star arose shimmering bright only to apex and implode into the heavens and dissipated. The black it left is as bright as the light. This, too, is to your ode. Star light, star […]
Echoes––Part Two

August 30, 2018

The conclusion to Jack and Holly’s adventures reads below. Their expedition is based on factual events. Following the story is a list of what really happened. Echoes––The Conclusion “Look Holly,” Jack commanded, “I found a family name here, my family, I mean.” Holly looked up from the book she was searching through at a table […]
Echoes, Part 1

August 18, 2018

I’m posting, in two parts, a short story written as a classroom assignment. This is based on true events that occurred in the ancestral line of my paternal grandmother, my great-great grandparents, John and Eliza Yoakam, who settled in Coos Bay, Oregon in the mid 1850s. Echoes, Part One “Turn left here,” Jack […]
Dirty Deeds Done on Spoon Lane–– Part Two

August 11, 2018

It’s strange to think how selective memory can be: I remember details leading up to, during, and following this event, but I cannot remember what my punishment was from the courts. I must have been let off the hook legally, but rest assured parental punishment was indeed plotted, planned, and executed. After the story’s conclusion, […]
Dirty Deeds Done on Spoon Lane

August 8, 2018

I can’t even. Think. I’ve never this stumped before. Writing prompts are not improving the flow of creative energy through the synapses of this brain. So, I decided to post this essay that won second place in my university writing contest in two parts. Dirty Deeds Done on Spoon Lane (Part One) Anderson Union […]

Bedpans and Walther P38s–Part Two

Walther P38s and Bedpans

Quest

Day 364

Oh, the places I will go. (Refining the bucket list)

Ode to September

Echoes––Part Two

Echoes, Part 1

Dirty Deeds Done on Spoon Lane–– Part Two

Dirty Deeds Done on Spoon Lane