From my prison cell, I can hear the whistle as the train passes by. It was more romantic to hear Johnny Cash sing about it.
Quotable 115
I thought I was a much better writer when I was a much worse writer. It’s funny how that works. Being “better” means seeing the flaws.
– Kameron Hurley
haiku 227
walking the sidewalks
of my childhood
feeling very tall
#quikfic 14
“What did you learn in catechism today?” his mother asked. He replied softly, “I learned not to be alone with Father Stephen.”
Quotable 114
Read, read, read. If you don’t study how the masters do things, you’ll never be a master yourself.
– Brayden Hirsch
haiku 226
Perseids flare
behind clouds
and city lights
#quikfic 13
Tim thought the flat, white clouds looked like alien spaceships. The image was more striking when the death rays poured forth.
Quotable 113
Serious writers write, inspired or not. Over time they discover that routine is a better friend to them than inspiration.
– Ralph Keyes
haiku 225
adrift
no mast
no mate
#quikfic 12
I admit I got carried away when I was using the sticky roller, but you’re acting as though you’ve never seen a bald cat before.