Tuesday, February 7, 2012

That Being Said...

Well for those who were following along, I’m not going to finish the story I was telling…not here anyway. What started as an experiment has grown into a tale that will be chasing its end for awhile. But finish it I will, and I’ll let you know when I do.

And here’s a shout out to my muse who laughed at me when I said it was going to be a short story. As usual, you were right. J

I will now take you back to my regularly scheduled program, which is neither regular nor a program, but you get my meaning.

Until next time…here are some thoughts:

When the music is playing, why can’t we help but dance when we pass by a mirror?

The house you buy when you are young will one day become grandma/pa’s house – to someone else.

Some girls tend to quit shaving when they aren’t with a guy – or when they’ve been with one that long.


  1. well bummer - we will hold you to that. thoughts are good though

  2. I can only hope this is the beginning! Do not cease to chase the story...for the story will end! I , as you, as they and we.... wait with baited breathe...... talent becomes talent- only when it's displayed....................not displaced!.... mwahhh! Write my sister...write my friend! Or pull me off on the side lines and xplain :)

  3. I am chasing the tale (tail), just can't end it quickly...had I done so, it would have ended horribly, with everyone dying. I thought that unjustifiably cruel to the readers, so decided to flesh it out and do it right. :)