fiction and memoirs… starting with J, ending who-knows-where
The funny thing about the graveyard shift is that it can be one of the most boring or most interesting times to be a waitress. While no two nights are the same, most have a similar cadence. At about 11:00 pm, the theater kids come in. Eight of them joke and jostle, each ordering a …
I heave a heavy sigh as I snuggle into mom’s lap. She laughs as we settle ourselves into our little nest on the couch. “Did you have a big day, Bubba?” she teases. In her eyes, a dog’s life is all walkies and treats. She has no idea how wrong she is. Don’t get me …
I’m not proud. Love makes idiots of us all. We ended our relationship just short of our three-year anniversary. He moved a few hours away to go to college, and although we agreed it was for the best, we still spoke frequently. When I say frequently, I mean almost daily. We ended each conversation with …
The shoreline was brilliant in the evening sun, and the usually cold and windy beach was calm and warm. It was a scene from a painting: the seagulls, the crashing waves, the way the light played across the rippled surf. Adding to the unique nature of the picture was that instead of being populated by …
Things That Start With J 