Gathering snow storm A Gathering Storm

There is a gathering storm in the farmhouse. The contratemps between Ophie and Neesha blew through like a summer monsoon. Neesha started online classes in agriculture with Virginia Tech. She left Blackwood for Richmond before applying to VCU. Another “fire! erm . . . too late to make ready andContinue Reading

Smoky Mountain pasture Resource Dumpster Fire

Well . . . just take resources from those who have plenty and give them to those who don’t have enough. Problem solved. I can make that so in a novel or story. In life? Not so much. Neesha is suffering from a resource dumpster fire. The farm is tooContinue Reading

Hard Times What Next

I’m at a pivot point. Post 365 published last week. My normal is somewhere near disaster. Each time I think this time, this thing that has kicked off, will be the end of me. Not yet. Some day, sure. We all have an end. That what next is certain. It’sContinue Reading

This is 365. It is a victory for me. The oldest post, Define Poor was published January 6th, 2016; two days before the apocalypse. Angry Creamsicle stole HRH Queen Billary’s rightful seat at the Resolute Desk. The Champions of Democracy lost a major battle in their civil war against PEEOTUS.Continue Reading

French Jail

Boundaries are not something well respected in a toxic family. One of the coping styles is placating. Children of addicts will sometimes try to appease the addict by apologize or do whatever is demanded. Boundaries are not a thing for children who choose to cope by appeasement. Charlie’s kin drink.Continue Reading

Carrion Beatle Arraignment

It’s today—2024-Oct-19. Charlie will be arraigned today. It’s 4am. Charlie can’t sleep. Yesterday his lawyer visited with him to prepare for court. It didn’t go well. Charlie was offered a plea deal to NRS 199.210—misdemeanor evidence tampering. He turned it down. Why risk a felony conviction, five years of stateContinue Reading

Tell me, “no attachment” and I want to fight you. No attachment is nuts. The essay on thehindu.com says, “We are only custodian of what God has given us . . .” But . . . lovers and spouses? Children? No attachment is a bit strong. I’m good with “noContinue Reading

Angst is chronic for a lot of us. Existential consternation over whether God loves us. Are we enough for Him? Is our discipleship good enough? Or if you aren’t Christian, angst about your reputation and relationships to those in your circle of influence. Maybe worries about needs. Or all ofContinue Reading

The fashy world of black block and a polite arrest record of protests is folly for a family trying to stay afloat in the coal hills of Wise County, VA. Neesha has deep hillbilly girl roots. She’s from the same southwestern corner of Virginia that Charlie’s kin are from. Charlie,Continue Reading