Golf Ball

Golf Ball The back of my house is outlined by a fairly dense forest —one that provides a nice home for lots of animals, including bears, bobcats, fox, rabbits, snakes and apparently at least in the past, the occasional mountain lion.  Oh yes, and several million squirrels who consider my house a nice place to show off their climbing skills and intimidate my old cat, knowing he is way to slow to chase Read More

She Loves her Job

Sometimes she just likes to be alone and not have to talk to people and be perfect, but instead, blend in to the crowd and just enjoy herself and not have to worry about anything else.  She’s independent, successful and doesn’t need a man to constantly keep by her side to protect her, show her the way, and make her look acceptable, but a good man is hard to find, and when she finds him, she’ll keep Read More

What Have My Readers Learned From Ollie?

Well, since Ollie has entered my life, I’ve learned quite a few things. Since he entered my life in June, 2022, when I met him on the beach walking with a cane, and then, at the beach bar on multiple interesting occasions, he’s taught me a lot about life. The list is long, and I am not sure I’ll remember all of his influence, but a brief list would include honor, integrity, humility, persever Read More

Heroes Revisited: A Question for Reader Participation

I wrote about this January, 2022: 2022 and Heroes | SR Carson I think it best to read this short piece, rather than me expounding on it and repeating myself until you are fast asleep, which admittedly, is a safer and cheaper way to get to sleep rather than taking Ambien. After you read this piece, I want you, my readers, to think about who your hero or heroes are in life or were in life, and why. An Read More

Ollie Goes Back to School

Ollie Goes Back to School “I don’t know about skills anymore.  I am 103 years old and I limp a little and probably drink too much beer.  However, Mr. President, I have been enriched with many blessings in life by Christ, and this includes a long and satisfying —although tragic life, and a brain that still works as well as it did at age 25, but without the stupidity that comes with youth.&nbs Read More

Stream of Carsonness

Most loyal and subservient ink-pens tend to resist spitting words rapid-fire to innocent, virgin paper that don’t conform to the standard coffee-sipping book club norms that are taught in stuffy English literature and composition classes that have never enjoyed the sweet slutty fragrance of  new styles that laugh in the face of mundane, meaningless brick and mortar walls of boring punctuation, or in Read More

It’s Time for my Readers to Vote Again

While it is true that I do have a large thundering herd of avid readers, perhaps only a small group of about a thousand will remember my blog piece from a few years ago, where I lamented my difficulty in finding a real middle name that starts with an “R”.  You’ve probably been losing very little sleep at all, completely not wondering if I have had any success in my difficult search. Sadly, I Read More

She Loves to Decorate for Christmas

            She doesn’t have a special man now, but the men she had in the past often couldn’t meet her minimum standards:  masculine confidence with a little humility, kindness and dedication to support her needs and inspirations, as well as a gentle spirit that also was framed around strength.  But one deal breaker was this: they must l Read More

Ollie’s Letter on Veteran’s Day

Dear Carson: I know it’s been a while, but I’ve been busier than I thought I’d be at this age, and honestly, I miss the warm sunshine and waves crashing on the beach and all the pretty women who are interested in talkng to an old man who likes to swim, even with a bad leg, but I realize I’m needed elsewhere.  Too much is going on that should not be, and the stupid political government shutdo Read More

My Response to Writer’s Prompt by Reader Travis

Prompt: She told him, with the kind of smile that only comes from surviving too many betrayals, “they are allergic to life,” as though mortality itself were an espionage plot.  He realized then, that her diagnosis was not medical, but a coded warning that loving her would be as fatal as crossing enemy lines. The file did not show names, but held information about the candidate’s qualifications a Read More