Writing Exercise: Storytime

The little that I know about my father’s history as a sailor boils down to this: there are things I will never know, and for that I should be grateful. His words, not mine. He seems to think I’m not capable of fully comprehending the things he’s done. Well, perhaps that’s true, but I would … Continue reading Writing Exercise: Storytime

Writing Exercise: Bathroom Break

Location Unknown - 1825 (approx.)   It would've been so much easier to have been born a boy, but as I watch Curly take a piss over the port side, I am glad I am a woman in every way that counts. If only common courtesy and self-awareness were God-given gifts to every man and … Continue reading Writing Exercise: Bathroom Break