The Pacific Crest Trail had been on my bucket list since I was a young girl. I had fallen in love with hiking as a Scout when our troop ventured to Philmont for a two-week excursion. Ever since, I had been searching out the best hiking I could find, not just in the States, but all over the world. I had built a small cadre of close friends that shared my pass...
1. "Your new book is selling pretty well," said Irina Slonimska, Roger's editor. "Plumbing for the Panic-Stricken fills a definite need. I don't mind telling you that it saved me several hundred dollars in New York City plumbers' bills when I was editing the manuscript." "Did it really?" asked Sharon Hillstein, eying her old college roommate across the t...
Author's Introduction. This is the first book in the chronicles of the life and loves of Anthony Madison. This is my first attempt at crafting a multivolume novel and I hope that I will somehow find the time to complete these chronicles with additional books. However, I believe this book stands alone as a complete story even though there will be a few linge...
Book II: Outside The Shuuraku Gates =====Chapter 21===== A couple of weeks later, Doris Alex and I were having lunch when Alyssa sat down at our table. "So is there trouble in paradise?" she asked with a mischievous smile, stealing one of my fries. "Excuse me?" I asked curiously. "You and the girls," she said as her smile turned wicked. "Is there troubl...
I am going to describe a honeymoon experience that is beyond anything that I could have imagined even a month ago. Alan and I were married on Saturday, August 1, and immediately, after the ceremony and reception in Connecticut, departed for Belize where we had reserved a resort cottage directly on the beach in a relatively secluded area near Dangriga on the...
Hi folks, First off, I want to say thanks for all of the wonderful e-mails I got about last month's Story (Falling in and out of Love). I was really glad to see that a lot of you understood what I was going for. This one is a different animal though. I hope that the story is worth at least what you've paid to read it. For those of you who don't like this on...
Introduction John Slater and Thomas Johnson sat on the patio of the Northwest Country Club watching the rain fall from the sky in sheets. It rolled off the roof in torrents, splattering noisily onto the exposed section of the cement patio. The sound almost drowned out the grumbling golfers who were crying into their beers. The two friends had barely gotte...
Robert Jabez put his computer on the empty seat next to him and stepped into the aisle of the tour bus carrying him and his fellow musicians north toward Buffalo and the Canadian border. He glanced at the bus they were trailing and started back for the rest room, ignoring the whist game going on across the way between the director of music, Dr. Paul Sella, a...
This is a little unusual for me since I tried to implement a different format feature for the first time. Sometimes these don't work as well as you would like. **** How do I start this story? Ellen and I married young and retired young, and what? We failed retirement 101? We are lost in a sea of opportunity and we are clueless? How about, I wake up every...
I woke up and started crying again. Kelsey was still asleep in my bed and my roommate had packed up and left for Christmas break. I wasn't going home until a couple of days before Christmas, so I had a week to just relax. Relaxing sounded nice. It would have meant a lot more if Greg were still in my life. I knew it was a mistake. I knew it and I did it any...