Category Writing – Non Fiction

Thick Glass

Writing feels like concrete, wet and sloppy when it is poured, still malleable as it settles to fill corners, then turning into an immutable ...

“You know, you have real, live cats,” my husband says. I know this. I also know that I’m not allowed to have any more cats. Four is the limit, ...

I was in a car accident yesterday. A woman in a bright green SUV tried to pass me while I was turning left, plowing into the driver side front ...

Up in here, lyin’ to the races (I’ll take you there) —The Staple Singers My brother asked me to write about Mary Lou’s ...

The painting here, The Concert by Gerrit van Honthorst, was created in 1623 while Honthorst lived in Utrecht, a city in the Netherlands. A little ...

At the tone, the time will be 10:25 and 30 seconds. The temperature is 38 degrees. Growing up in the ’60s and ’70s, you had to call ...

November 16, 2015 4 Comments read Writing - Non Fiction

So it’s Day 15 in the NoMo Challenge at yeah write and I’ve averaged a post every other day. Apparently, that’s my limit. ...

When I got home from work today, my husband was standing in the kitchen with a quizzical expression on his face. “What?” I asked. ...

A hoarfrost covered our yard this morning and I’ve been resisting the temptation all day to feel morose. Winter has become harder. I ...

We adopted a kitten recently. He was no more than four weeks old when my neighbor found him and asked if we could take him in. I said yes, of ...

Up until my junior year of high school, I had hated science. I tuned out at the mention of chlorophyll and photosynthesis. I loathed the smell of ...

She winds a manual can opener around one end of an empty Hi-C tin, the 46-ounce container that probably held grape or orange pineapple juice. She ...