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Hindsight
Haunted By My Past I wasn’t even 18 when I graduated high school, my birthday falling in the summer after that day. On that day, though, I was already making decisions that would dictate the direction of my life. Circumstances at home had forced my hand, guilting me into choosing the path that was expected…
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Quiet Noise
One of my most vivid memories from childhood was the day I got run over on my bicycle near my house. My parents had called out for us to come home, and I knew, on that particular day, that meant that we would be going to Leal’s for dinner and I could eat chips and…
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Trying Again…Again
As Sunday comes to a close and the week resets into Monday, I find myself looking at the beginning of yet another temporal causality loop where the motions of a week start over and my only hope for survival is to pick the better path this tine around. Unfortunately, Data isn’t here to stack the…
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One Glass at a Time
Growing up, we spent more of our evenings outside than inside, especially when my Mamaw was alive. She had an affinity for watching the sunset each evening, for listening to the critters and creatures near her old house chitter and chatter, for simply feeling “God’s breath” on her neck. I sometimes thought it was Satan’s…
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Back to Life, Back to Reality
School has kicked back off in our world, bringing with it the ability to get back to enjoying the things that make me, me. Having children who are neuro-spicy means that my summer is filled with doing everything in my power to make sure they don’t do something to hurt themselves or someone else because…
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Day 3 – 1093 Words
I spent most of the time yesterday, Day 2, building characters and scenes for “Inesperada.” This book’s backdrop is being taken from my hometown, using many of the places, and areas in and around the town for much of the story. There’ll be a few changes in the landscape such as the nearby creek actually…
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Day 1 of Writing Everyday Until I’m Published
In mid-June this year, I set down my pen and took some time away from writing. I was tired, my kids were home for the summer, and I just needed a break to collect my thoughts. At the time I was working on a novel that just wasn’t going anywhere, and I needed to step…
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A Day Not Worth Acknowledging
Today, according to the calendar, is the anniversary of my birth and the beginning of my 46th trip around the sun. 45 years of life, and as I look at what is truly the first half of my life, I am disappointed and ashamed of what my story is to this point. It’s not that…
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J.Rhett Lively 