Dream that explains it all. My family and I are at an event downtown, a type of church convention. About 50 people are in the room, people of all colors and races, mostly Afro-American people.

The ramblings of an aspiring author and adult amateur horse owner. Monday, January 28, 2013. In the process of sorting and packing for our move to the condo my mother discovered some of my high school mementos, including the programs from senior prom and graduation. But all I can say is, when we were the same age we had the best of intentions - as evidenced by the motto for the Class of 1968.

Friday, May 16, 2014.

Welcome to the place where I rant, rave and discuss books, writing, the town of Cobourg Ontario and anything else that strikes my fancy. Friday, November 2, 2012. I meant to, but procrastinated. Last night I had a hard time falling asleep in hopes of figuring out the opening to my NaNo novel. The month of self-inflicted hell. I toyed with the idea for this novel when I first started this blog.

Premeditated narration with the significance of nothing. Monday, March 22, 2010. 8220;Well you look good.