the watering hole

Nothing is quite as classic as a man with a gun and his hound, patiently waiting for nothing, sitting in the duff without a sound/ the occasional mud stomping, squishy tobacco spit sound, onto the forest floor, but nothing startling enough to awaken the hound as he has heard this … Continue Reading the watering hole

Rhythmic Tapping

“Snap” “Slap” “Rap” “Crack” “Ding” sounds the margin bell, helping the word-slinger acknowledge it is time to give a lusty push on the carriage return bar of the typewriter, thus not to let the words fall off the edge of the page.  Rejecting pause she keeps on typing, as there … Continue Reading Rhythmic Tapping