500-Word Challenge: Six mini-lessons

a. When I finished the longer piece, I gave myself five minutes to do a light edit. Yes! Finished with 30 seconds to spare!  b. During my 30-minute exerbike sessions, inspiration generally kicks in after ten minutes of pedaling and reading. At that point, I’m generally reaching for a pen and Read more…

Aiming for Justice–Part II

Reminder to readers: This is a continuation of the ‘assignment’ to write an ending. Here is Part I of the ending. *** We both stopped and looked at each other. “Really?” I asked. “We at least need to check,” said Maeve. We slid the rolled up banner away from the Read more…

Aiming for Justice

Today’s challenge: Write an ending. This is the first half of the ending. *** “But what are you gonna do about it?” I hated when she asked me questions like that. They made too much sense. And they put me on the spot. And I had to take action. “You’re Read more…

List Your Fears

Today’s 500-word topic: List your fears. So I fear that I’m not going to finish this January 500 word challenge. I fear that I won’t finish the projects I’ve started and that Jon Acuff will send out his procrastination police to drag me in front of a vicious, closed minded Read more…

Food Crisis in Room 13

One of the challenges issued to us this month was to assume a different writing voice. And to not bother with editing. Oy. Here is my attempt. *** It was another day in Room 13. 13—not my favorite number, but that’s how this school year rolled. Unlucky from the get-go, Read more…

Stardom denied…part II

  Our team The gun? Just for show. Who’d have trusted this group with live ammo? Feeling masochistic? Here is      Part One And so, with all these strikes [literally] against us, you might be thinking that this will evolve into a story of personal redemption, of rising up Read more…

Stardom denied…

We were a formidable collection of athletes–pole vaulter, sprinter, hurdler, shot putter, discus thrower. Versatile. Dedicated. One problem: All us tracksters comprised a large part of our summer of ‘70 Colt League baseball team. But we had DD at the helm. With a solid working knowledge of baseball and successful Read more…

Nothing to Write About

Well, Jeff Goins has suggested we write about hope, as in, “I hope I have something to write about.” People often suggest regaling readers with images of the past. But why would I want to write about the days in the ‘hood’? Who wants to read about the halcyon days Read more…