You’re Not Going to Believe This

July 29, 2022July 28, 2022 / roughwighting / 143 Comments

flashes of life, memoir, family, three kids

In Section II, Fun Family Drama

No, you may not believe that I – a writer, an author, a consummate reader – rarely (as in hardly ever) read the reviews of my books. How gauche. How extremely weird. Or, you may say, how cowardly.

But when I wrote Flashes of Life (my latest, now a little over a year old) it was nearest and dearest to my writing heart because it’s …. memoir. Fortunately for my readers, it’s flash memoir, which means you can sit outside on the front porch in your rocking chair, and within five sips of your iced tea (or Diet Coke, or lemonade, or beer if it’s almost sunset) you’ll have finished one of my stories in this flash(y) compilation of my life’s anecdotes. Continue reading →

Trap Door Ignition

April 22, 2022April 21, 2022 / roughwighting / 107 Comments

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. Can it be? It can’t be. (Click title for first part, Trapped…?)

I release the hook to the trap door and let it slam hard on the fingers of the person who’d been knocking below my feet on the secret door.

“Ow!” the deep voice growled. “Karen, open the door!” Continue reading →

Trapped….?

April 8, 2022April 7, 2022 / roughwighting / 133 Comments

For days I’d heard the soft knocking that I couldn’t place. Had Rocky returned? Last year I named the large woodpecker that pecked on my living room window, “Rocky.” I finally googled what to do about birds who nearly kill themselves knocking on windows, and I closed the curtain for two months until the light changed the reflection. I haven’t seen Rocky since.

But still. Knock Knock. Knock. A light tapping.

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A Summer Salute

August 20, 2021August 20, 2021 / roughwighting / 88 Comments

A month of humid and

Undulating heat that

Gushes over us like rock Continue reading →

Latte Love

August 13, 2021August 12, 2021 / roughwighting / 106 Comments

For seven long days I waited to use the crystal ball that I bought – at great expense I might add – from Sally at the “5 & 10 (& Secret Occult) Shop.”

As I mentioned earlier (see The Object of It All.), getting the crystal ball was out of my comfort zone, but what’s astonishing is what happened after I obtained my desired object.
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