Category Archives: Guest writer

By Doug Elwell Truman Davis is one of those men who came into my life when I was just a boy and at the time I took him as I found him, a nice man. But over the years since, when … Continue reading →

By Jeremiah Cahill My wife and I differ in appreciation of Bob Dylan’s music. She first heard his songs during an overnight train trip while a young man at the back of the coach played early Dylan all night on … Continue reading →

By Doug Elwell But first, this note: Doug has been writing his life story for some time. He has begun revising some of his  pieces, creating the lightly fictionalized story of his alter ego “Harry.” “The Reluctant Voyeur” takes place during … Continue reading →

By Paul Ketterer Just yesterday I had an Ove (pronounced Oooo veh) moment.  For those not getting the reference, I refer you to the recent movie A Man Called Ove,  a gourmet meal or better, the book a weeklong feast of tears … Continue reading →

By Doug Elwell She pushed away, “Let me fix you some breakfast before you go.” She dropped a piece of paper and a pen in front of him, “Put your information down.” When he finished, he tore the paper in … Continue reading →

By Kelly Sauvage Angel When the student is ready, the teacher will come. ~ Unattributed   A wise one, a young lama of sorts with no robes nor grand lineage to speak of, entered my life recently. It was a … Continue reading →

By Sariah Daine Yes, there is a freedom that comes with living alone. I can come and go as I please, eat when and what I desire, sleep when I want, whether the dishes are done or not, use the … Continue reading →

By Melodee Currier There are a variety of reasons people go to high school reunions.  Some want to catch up with old friends they haven’t seen in years, some want to see and be seen, and some are looking for … Continue reading →

By Kaye Ketterer This particular Tuesday was no different than most.   I took the bus into work and felt good about life as this was my last week of work. I had been planning for the last year and a … Continue reading →

By Kelly Sauvage Angel Is there any question that we literary sorts get a little, how shall we say, “balmy” after spending day upon day, week upon week and, bless our little hearts, year upon year, tapping away at our … Continue reading →