Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
BCpedia
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Progress
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Civic Pride
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Floors
Monday, April 13, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
break
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
Misleading
I don't know who that lying redhead thinks she's foolin'. Not me.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
The First 4
here are the first four paragraphs of my story so far.
begin
The wind was blowing hard from the west and an enormous pile of snow would follow soon, maybe. The hilly southwestern Michigan landscape had been bare for weeks. Prudence Johnston was hopeful for the change. She had spent most of the past 8 months staring out the front window she was currently staring out and was hoping to finally see something new or at least see the normal landscape covered in a billowy white blanket.
Her husband entered through the front door, but she was not inclined to move. Speaking about the funeral he had attended was not something that interested her now. It would only further upset her.
She had been waiting anxiously for the year’s first snow, but so far God had been holding out. She could not remember a time in 35 years when there had been no snow this late into December. Was God torturing her? She couldn’t decide.
Looking, still, out this front window, past the pile of charred wood she noticed something new. A tiny dot was slowly advancing down the road.

