First of all, I present here an abbreviated version of the poem. Because…hey, I’m not getting paid by the word! And because…good gravy t...

Former Maid Hits the Jackpot! Diane Stringam Tolley, Fiction Reporter Beaumont —   It’s true. Occasionally, everything just works out! Daugh...

It started with a bridge. Okay, maybe not with a bridge, but with the troll that lived under it. Or maybe with the three goats that simply w...

  Across the land, to one and all, the famine had a grip, And rich and poor alike were in the famine’s membership, And Widow Bette and teena...

It's time for this month's Fly-on-the-Wall post. When my sister-writers and I share what's been in our hearts, minds, and homes ...

My topic for March? What else? Pie! Sing a song of  sixpence , A pocket full of  rye . Four and twenty  blackbirds Baked in a  pie . When th...