Marshmallow Suspense

October 5, 2018October 4, 2018 / roughwighting / 114 Comments

Debra unties the ribbon around the mysterious box and slowly opens it. Her puzzled look doesn’t leave her face when the side door rams open and two men enter. (https://roughwighting.net/2018/09/28/strangers-in-the-dark/)

“If you want to help your friend,” the stockiest man growls, “empty the box and show us the rest.”

Debra laughs, but not with humor. “Are you kidding me? You must be the agent Eugene told me about last week.”

The man’s face falls as flat as a bad soufflé. “He told you about me?” Continue reading →

Strangers in the Dark

September 28, 2018September 27, 2018 / roughwighting / 140 Comments

Debra races home, ready for a martini, a bowlful of nuts, and a good book. She’s halfway through that suspense she picked up two weeks ago. What’s the title? Ah, Strangers in the Dark.

As Debra’s Toyota slides into the driveway of her home (well, she muses, not really her home), she notices that neighbor Eugene’s car is not in its usual space near the front walk of his split level. Continue reading →

The Fish

September 21, 2018September 20, 2018 / roughwighting / 124 Comments

Until recently, I had no idea how to undertake the fish.

You know, the yogic Fish Pose.

Over the years, I’ve gotten better at Down Dog and the Plank, and strong enough to accomplish shoulder stands and to hold an Up Dog for five minutes.

But my past yoga teachers never taught Fish Pose. Continue reading →

Maybe We DO All Live in a Yellow Submarine…

September 14, 2018September 14, 2018 / roughwighting / 117 Comments

When I saw him standing there, I was transported immediately to Yesterday.

Somewhere on Penny Lane where blackbirds sing, I fell in love with him. I promised to be true, just as he asked, even though I was just 17 and not yet a paperback writer.