And now for some non-fiction
It’s probably either illegal or too shocking for this blog, but how about a true story?
Caraleisa has a new blog, and presents a touching true story, A soldier, a little girl, and a tragedy….
It’s probably either illegal or too shocking for this blog, but how about a true story?
Caraleisa has a new blog, and presents a touching true story, A soldier, a little girl, and a tragedy….
The day after the election, 99,643 supporters of That Other Guy who didn’t have time to make it to the polls breathed a sigh of relief and said to themselves, “It’s OK since my one vote wouldn’t have mattered anyhow!”
[Note: This is one of my attempts to tell either a different part of a Bible story, to tell the story from a different perspective, or to get a similar point across in a different way. I will quote the related scripture passage at the end. Besides the general fun of setting myself the assignment…
Tlisli* jumped up from lunch and reached for her backpack. Azzesh had again provided an excellent meal, cooked quickly and yet tasty and well seasoned. There was more meat than Tlisli would have preferred, but she would never think of mentioning that to Azzesh. The reason she had jumped up and reached for her backpack…
*Jerry joined the group last, looked straight at Bob and said “Merry Christmas!” Not only did he say it, but he said it cheerfully and with attitude. “I see you enjoy annoying me,” muttered Bob. “I thought you’d be offended,” said Jerry. “Isn’t that the normal atheist response to a simple greeting?” “It doesn’t bother…
I’m busy with book releases, Megabelt on October 30 and then Christian Archy on November 2. I’ll have some more posts here in a couple of days. But in the meantime, enjoy-and be challenged by-this short-short story from The Question Parson.
The old woodsman held out his hand. The village chief looked at it, looked at the river. Looked at his wife, his children, and the villagers behind him. It was raining. It had been raining for days. The waters were rising. Not even the oldest villager could remember when the river had been this high….