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There's a saying about...
well, most everything. This time that one about me complaining about a speck of sawdust in your eye which I can barely see for the log in mine. (Likely a story with a moral. But I don't get it.)
So, today, I caught a top-notch writer posting a double negative and I helped them out with a pithy email.
Which, I remembered just as I was about to post it that: Hah! My double negative in "One Frosty Mornin'" has bothered me for two years.
So, I fixed and re-posted "One Frosty Mornin'"
today. Every notice that once you make one change, a dozen more suggest themselves? At this rate, in 20 years, I'll be up for an award...
So, yeah, I'm back to being transcendental. But y'all believe anything.
I wrote this back in the day. Updated for 2021.
Sharmaine tells how her ex, Linc, and his best friend Johnny, funded and equipped Linc's private mission to Mars.
I don't flash often. But this parable is so small, the only way I can handle it is flash.
You do remember I only steal from the best, right?
Almost a song, not quite a poem? I wish. It's flash fiction.
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