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Boys Being Men By T. Delaplain Dear Momma, I’ll send home my pay when we gets to town again. Mighty hard for Dad to keep food on the table when he’s got his head in a bottle and his fists up. The Army camp ain’t bad and the chow is good. I spend half my... Continue Reading →
Photo credit to Douglas Mac Illroy The Wisdom to Ride by T. Delaplain “Dumb asses, sit on top of a tornado for 8 seconds and wonder why they is always broke. Broken wallets, broken bones, broken dreams.” “Yup, I reckoned you’re right Daddy but he’s here to pick me up anyway.” The sight of the... Continue Reading →
Photo credit: Ted Strutz Walking on Water, Fly Rod in Hand by T. Delaplain "It's all in the wrist, Trace." My Dad's line whipped behind him, slowly returned and walked across the calm water in a lazy "S". I swore as my tangled fly drove its hook into my thumb. "Try again, it'll come." He... Continue Reading →
Photo by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields The Way to My Heart “Shut the damn door and take off those muddy boots,” I shouted over the kitchen chaos with an authority that had not been earned. The second batch of blackened biscuits lay crumbled next to my Momma’s recipe box and the bitter winter turnip stew was boiling... Continue Reading →
Below is my work for Friday Fictioneers. I also wanted to share (brag about) my success in my first writing contest. I'm batting a 1000. We’re thrilled to announce the winner of our Postcard From the Park Mini-MOLP writing contest. Tracey Delaplain from Reno, Nevada has scooped the title with a brilliantly crafted piece that... Continue Reading →
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