The Cycle

Photo by Brenda Cox “Where have you been?” “Out on assignment.  There’s this street art bike on wall editorial I’m working on.  It’s really cool.” “Have you forgotten that Uncle Lorne’s funeral is today?” “No, I haven’t forgotten.” “Well, let’s go then.” “I’m not going.” Mona stared at her sister.  “What do you mean you’re …

Angels Are Real

There was a time when I didn't believe that angels were real although I grew up in a Christian home.  But something happened to me five years ago which changed my mind.  It was on a Friday evening and I was on my way to my apartment.  I took a shortcut through a street that …

Janco’s Story (Part One)

I'm a Literature Evangelist and youth leader in my church.  I'm on fire for the Lord so I leave tracts on buses, trains, taxis, the waiting rooms of doctors, dentists, on sidewalks, streets--yes, I drop them as I walk.  Sometimes I would stand on the sidewalk and hand them out to people as they walk …

Vaudeville Singer/Song-Writer

In 1896, Brooklyn born and famous vaudeville singer, Maude Nugent, composed and wrote the lyrics to Sweet Rosie O'Grady which became one of the most popular waltz standards of its time.  Tin Pan Alley publisher Joseph W. Stern & Co rejected the song when she first tried to sell it to them, but they changed …

My Father

Ever since I was a child, I used to gaze at my reflection in the pond or in the looking glass and wonder what was wrong with me--why my father didn't love me.  He has never shown me any affection.  How I longed for a kind word, a tenderness in his manner toward me but …

Jesse/Imagination #writephoto

Every time I walk past the mural on the street where I used to live, I stop and stare at it.  Memories of my friend, Jesse flood my mind.  He was a phenomenal artist.  I honestly think he was born to be one.  It was his passion.  It was what made him a beacon of …

The Autograph

He was walking down a busy street in downtown Manhattan, heading back to his hotel room when he saw her.  She was coming toward him--a very pretty girl in a white jacket over a black top and blue jeans.  He wasn't looking for anything because he was already in a relationship which he was having …

In the Office

She straightened her desk, brushing off the lingering crumbs from the delicious lemon cake she had brought back with from the restaurant where she had lunch.  It was after seven. Everyone had left.  It was just the two of them.  She wondered if she wait until he came out to tell her she was free …

The Age Difference

"I wish you were going with me," Michelle sighed, looking at Connie as she lay on the sofa with her injured leg elevated on a couple of cushions. "Even if I weren't laid up here with a bad leg, I wouldn't go with you," she told her. Michelle's eyes widened in surprise.  "Why not?" "You're …

The First Lunch Date

The moment he walked into the shop, she knew it was him.  She had caught a whiff of his cologne which mingled with the fragrance of the flowers.  She remembered the fragrance well and how it lingered long after he left the shop.  And here he was again, making her intensely aware of him.  She …