I Hate Heat
An original poem by Holly. I hate heat. It saps my energy. It makes me cranky. It makes me sweat. …
An original poem by Holly. I hate heat. It saps my energy. It makes me cranky. It makes me sweat. …
“Playing Hooky Every Once In A While?” Early this morning I checked my email … and got my “horoscope for next …
One thing you need to know about me … I am a fundamentally lazy person. This is good because I …
Never let it be said I don’t go to every length to do a Happy Holly Project entry for my …
Heat (95 degrees), humidity (pushing 70 percent), severe thunderstorms (any minute now) … Once again, the weather challenges me to …
The heartache that caused me to start this journey into discovering my writing muse is kicking me up one side …
At least that’s what “Bethea” says in the frantic email she sent … especially to me … to warn me …
… no, wait … that was a voice for radio. My whole life people have said “You really ought to …
No, really. He did. Well, I knew he had to do something in the off season, but I had no …
… squooshing a pretty big bug? And by pretty big bug I mean it was pretty, it was big, and …
Oh, excuse me while I pick myself up off the floor from laughing so hard … and move so the …