Embellished Truth and Polite Fiction

Carl walked slowly back to his room. The long hallway was empty and white. It was quiet enough that all Carl could hear was the soft shuffling of his slippers on the tile floor. The pale blue hospital issued pants and tunic were rough against his skin and he wondered if it would really be [...]

After lunch was group session. Carl hadn’t been to one for a while, but he still remembered exactly what they were and what they entailed. He walked into the room with it’s shiny linoleum flooring and more hard plastic chairs. The cold blue seats were arranged in a circle in the center of the room [

I rarely talk about ‘hot button issues’ on this here blog. I like to stick with personal anecdotes and fiction writing. But, on occasion, I might branch out a little. Just a little. There are not many ‘issues’ I am very passionate about in this world. I do my best, as a Christian, to follow [...]

Ok. Those of you who follow me on Twitter or are friends with me on FaceBook have heard me talk about Jamie Oliver’s Food Revolution on abc. We found out about the show because my fabulously talented husband actually built the video player on abc‘s website that advertises the show. After watching th

It felt like an eternity until John returned. Carl lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. He closed his eyes and wished himself away from that little white cell. He was walking along a freeway. It was hot and humid. The horizon was a blur in the thick heat wave that slowly [...]

There they were, in the corner of the white room. He had no idea how they could have found their way in there. But there they were. He looked all around him at the white walls, the white ceiling and floors, the white door with its shiny silver knob and gleaming bolt. No windows, and [...]