Jared and Kate, disbelieving, they were thrown together by accident. Cautiously intrigued, they were recruited to be part of a project that went contrary to their understanding of the laws of nature. They became targets and almost killed while preparing for a new adventure. They were offered a chance to do something dreadfully dangerous ... something no one else had ever done. Something magical and historical. Ugly, unknowable risks were almost certain. Kate felt powerful, fresh new feelings around Jared. Quizzical about these new emotions, she agreed to go. In the twinkling of an eye they...
Jared and Kate, disbelieving, they were thrown together by accident. Cautiously intrigued, they were recruited to be part of a project that went contr...
Did you ever feel that you need to be two people. Time is short and life gets in the way of the best laid plans. Maybe you should find a counselor...one like Virgina Gasperak. Bruce did. I'm Tara Bella. I don't want one of those lazy party boys for my companion or mate. They're a dime a dozen here. I'm worried so I'm scheduled with my counselor, Virginia Gasperak. "Ms. Bella have a seat," she says. I explain my fears and my desire. She's a spooky lady with her dark black hair down past shoulder length and those eyes...I'm sure she see's right to my young adult soul. "Tara, you can stop...
Did you ever feel that you need to be two people. Time is short and life gets in the way of the best laid plans. Maybe you should find a counselor...o...
On a peaceful evening reading on my recliner in our cabin in the woods, I came across this story. I had to share it. 'Sailing across the Pacific in our thirty-six foot sailboat is a voyage of a lifetime. The leg from Hawaii to Fiji crosses the equator. The trade winds find us in the doldrums, an area where the winds change from westerly to easterly. In the interim of that change are the days of very slow progress by sail. On one of those days, Bill, watching the horizon ahead comments, "Darla, come over here and take a look. What is that shape across the bow?" "I don't have a clue Bill. Let's...
On a peaceful evening reading on my recliner in our cabin in the woods, I came across this story. I had to share it. 'Sailing across the Pacific in ou...
Rafael the Pirate is a short story. The Royal Road of Brasil is the setting. A life lived in the 1700's and a day of Pirates off the shore. I have traveled that interesting and historical road. It's worth the trip. Brazil in it's infancy as an acquisiton by Portugal became the benefactor of immense wealth. First came the crops. Sugar cane and cattle brought the seekers. Hard men, men without the women they left at home. New races emerged, part White, part Negro and often part Indian. Rafael, a mixture, was born in the time of Gold. Lots of gold. An orphan, he wanted more. The system of the...
Rafael the Pirate is a short story. The Royal Road of Brasil is the setting. A life lived in the 1700's and a day of Pirates off the shore. I have tra...
"Marie, take some time in Greer, Arizona and write me an article. You have a week." I think my editor wanted me out of his hair. The only place I found with WiFi and a Coke was this "back-woods" store appropriately named "Lazy Trout." Magical Trout was what I found there. Taking my life in my hands, I went on a "fish-trek" with two men...well, a man and a boy. Do people really live in the forest? I met some. Can a bear be a guide? Maybe. Utah has a "Big Rock Candy Mountain," how about Greer? Where does Greer begin? And where does it end? How about the "Road to Nowhere?" What is your question?...
"Marie, take some time in Greer, Arizona and write me an article. You have a week." I think my editor wanted me out of his hair. The only place I foun...