Blowing the Dust Off

Life is a Story and for most of 2018, it went untold. I am glad to be back. I’m going to clear a space for Cleveland to keep me company.

Fiction Friday – If Walls Could Talk – Schoolhouse

With two classrooms there is still a lot of repetition. Year after year the teachers taught the same lessons, gave the same hand writing, arithmetic drills, reading circles. One group would work quietly while another group gave recitals on facts and more facts.

The Mill House if Walls Could Talk

With a name like the Story Mill a place like this deserves preservation and telling. Even novelizing if it should come to that.