Standing in just a couple of feet of water, Bill pushed the large log away from the shore. He needed to be about thigh high, from what he had seen on the internet. This is not a good idea, Bill! His wife stood on the beach, shaking her head. She really wished they would…… Continue reading A dare’s a dare…
– What about that blue, Mel? She took her custard off the stove, and checked its texture before walking to his room to give her opinion. – Whoa! That’s bright! But I like it, Nick, I like it a lot… She checked the door frame before leaning against it, and took a moment to stare…… Continue reading Baby blue…
I talked about becoming more selfish with my writing yesterday. But I didn’t talk about what had inspired me to write that post… Not long ago, I had a conversation with a friend, about writing. Well, it actually started with some people we knew who had different talents they could have used to make…… Continue reading Wasted talent…
Cyranny's Cove 