Tag Archives: humor
Haiku–Naked Head, Silly Laugh
The wind bares my head; silliness reigns when people chase down a loose hat. (left photo from rapgenius.com; right from dailymail.co.uk)
Dream of Wander
I walk through an uneven field of hills and dales above a river flowing to a sea in the nearby distance. I follow a woman I can’t see, but know very well. I turn to my left and see her … Continue reading
Buddy Elks Out an Existence
(Note: Travel day today. We’re headed 993 miles north, back to the northwest winter. I’m okay with that.–jrs) Dear Biped, Lots of grass to eat today. We’re in that big meadow behind your house, which is mostly dark and has … Continue reading
Evading the Obvious
Pass the bacon, pass the ham, pass the fry-bread with the spam. Pass the whiskey, pass the wine, and I wonder why this belly’s mine.
Novel Opening–Question
(Note: What follows is the opening for a novel I’ve “finished.” The reason I’m posting it is to get some feedback. The genre is literary action/adventure (is there such a thing?). The basic question I’m trying to answer is: would … Continue reading
Beginning: The Caper Salad Caper
The day dawned dirty, like the unspoken fantasies of a TV evangelist. Liggnum rolled over and blinked at the grey light filtering into his closet of an apartment. His eyes burned and his mouth felt like a family of spiders … Continue reading
The Glow…continued
(Note: This is a continuation of “The Glow” that was posted on October 17.–jrs) The siren refused to get closer and faded away altogether. It was the first road noise Bob had heard up here in years. He wondered about … Continue reading
THE Christmas Ornament
This is one of my all-time favorite ornaments, given to me by my lovely daughter Jessica, who said, when I opened the little package on Christmas morning a few years back: “Dad, it is so YOU!” My blank look cracked … Continue reading
Ironwood Continues from Yesterday
(Note: This follows yesterday’s opening chapter. I may be absent for a bit. I have writing to do.–jrs) Homicide detective Tom Hannarty stood in my office with his chin in his hand as the coroner’s people took the body down … Continue reading



