Monthly Archives: April 2022

I confess I am an addict. I am addicted to sales. I would buy a package of hex nuts on sale even though I have no idea what a hex nut is. I suspect it’s in the pistachio or cashew … Continue reading →

“Mission control, this is Stargazer. Do you read me?” “I’m sorry, commander, but all I’m picking up is static on every channel. I can’t even raise the ISS.” “The ISS is on the other side of the planet, so it … Continue reading →

The alarm clock rang and I hit it without looking. It fell to the floor with a loud bang, so I must have slammed it harder today. I hope it’s not broken. As I was already awake, I decided to … Continue reading →

Janie writes her poetry For people on the beach Compromises on the verse But still she tries to preach Melody with just three cords Repetition in 4/4 time Simple muse for quiet souls Trying so damn hard to rhyme Time … Continue reading →

Tiny hands, shaking, steadying, grasp Fingers and nipples Growing hands hold pencil firmly  Numbers and letters appear Hands stretch out, reaching for ivory keys Music fills the air Strong hands gently embrace Gold ring slides into place Time marches on … Continue reading →

I like to think that doing what’s necessary to keep our house running in top shape is a joint venture between my wife and me. We stay ahead of the curve and run a tight ship, metaphorically speaking, of course. … Continue reading →

It’s a very funny thought That, if masculine were feminine, And gender roles were switched around, Then men would act like women, and Instead of being rough and tough, Our best selves would be realized, So everyone who spoke with … Continue reading →

Peering through the glass I can see life unfold Laughing, singing, experiences only to be told Brief encounters sustain me with bytes in time But won’t satisfy the growing need I feel inside; Life changed so quickly, everything taken away … Continue reading →

note: This is for the prompt – book blurb for the book of your life. This is one aspect of my life that I have written and published a book about, but this is not the blurb for that book. … Continue reading →

MR U.T.R. CHITCHAT  by Diane Hanley 4/10/22 Mr. Chichat knew his place at the Firm Of Dubitable and Patent.  He was proud to be a Researcher Level 4 of Words.  Not JUST “words,”  mind you, but what they HAD meant … Continue reading →

By Chief Critic for the NY Times: Yushud Reed Moore It’s with great pleasure that I endorse the monumental work of Dr. Leon Schofield which came perilously close to being lost forever. But for the accidental discovery of a memory … Continue reading →

NEW YORK TIMES #1 BESTSELLER HOPEFUL FROM HERE TO OBSCURITY The True Story of Algernon Entatty by Hy Perbulley Book Review by Times Critic Cara Fulreader New York, NY – April 21, 2022 – High School Valedictorian. Deans List. Phi … Continue reading →

Horace stood in a corner of the airport terminal watching travelers hustling from gate to gate urgently trying to make their next flight. A young boy around the age of four looked up at him and smiled. The encounter quickly … Continue reading →

Technology can be both blessing and beast. There are so many new things to learn, it can be intimidating. But I choose to think each technological improvement helps our lives. Where would be without the internet or cell phones? They … Continue reading →

The ramparts have been scaledEmotions that’s are serenely expressedNow the gate shield is removedWaves in every ash blonde tress Tell of days of grandeur morn …..captured in the rapture of New LoveA tale of hours in goodness spent Mind at … Continue reading →

I’d like to say I am opposed to list making because I object to the control lists impose upon individual freedom. But I confess that the real reason I am opposed to lists is I’m not good at it. I … Continue reading →

“Ralph!” “Yes, dear.” “I’m having the girls over for a late afternoon get-together, so you’ll need to find someplace to go for three or four hours. Can you do that?” “Yes, dear.” “Good! Before you go, I have a list … Continue reading →

I learned last week that one of my oldest friends is in the throes of a disputatious divorce after a decade of marriage.  I’d known her first two husbands before those divorces, but because she’d moved abroad right after marrying … Continue reading →

NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED (A Tale of Unfinished Business)  by Diane Hanley Sardonic, grimly mocking, that says it all when I say, “No good deed goes unpunished“ to all those who hear my cynical statement!  I try to be … Continue reading →

By the time spring arrived, I had settled into the old house that Aunt Anam and Uncle Nog were converting into a bed and breakfast. They named it Companion Moon. It’s where Nog and Mom—her name was Maura—spent their summers … Continue reading →

I have to assume they finally found the Titanic, or you would not be reading this. Before my death, I left explicit instructions with my barrister to leave this letter sealed until the remains of the old girl had been … Continue reading →

Another April is almost upon us.  I have always looked forward to its coming, its showers sweet, its promise of spring—only to be disappointed all too often by its refusal to let go of winter.  I wonder which we will … Continue reading →

It looks like he hasn’t shaved in a week. His growing beard seems a bit askew. Maybe he attempted to shave and got interrupted. Anyway, he seems to be enjoying sipping out of that flask. I would guess it’s not … Continue reading →