S.K. Waller's Blog, page 5
November 29, 2016
It’s the Hap-Happiest Time of the Year
It’s that time of year again. It’s that time when I spend two days going through two-dozen garbage bags of seasonal clothes, tear down a hundred cardboard boxes, and sift through a garage full of crap just to get to the Christmas decorations. Every year I tell myself I’ll finally get around to cleaning and organizing […]
November 19, 2016
The First Gift of Christmas
Last night the Polar Express went through Stillwater. Seems it’s moved from Bristow, OK and is here to stay. We’ve been hearing it go by all week as Santa’s elves rehearsed their parts and learned the fine art of serving hot cocoa and cookies on a moving train. Because we live less than a block […]
November 18, 2016
The Search For a Noiseless Peace
I’m increasingly spending less time online these days. I’ve all but abandoned Twitter due to the vitriol that’s spewed in all directions there and I find myself signing out of Facebook within a few minutes of logging in due to the debates and arguments in my feed. Everyone’s on edge right now. Everyone seems to […]
November 16, 2016
Red Pencil Time
I’m not always good at listening to myself. I always hear my inner voice, but I can’t always seem to make sense of what it’s saying to me. Case-in-point, Book Two, With A Bullet. It’s been sitting here waiting to be published for over three weeks. Why have I been putting it off? More importantly, why am […]
November 10, 2016
Hey, That’s No Way to Say Goodbye
As if everything else hasn’t gone bollocks up this year, yet another ill wind has blown in carrying the news of Leonard Cohen’s passing. I know he was 82 and I know he’s given his entire life to our enrichment, but damn. Now? This is like an aftershock that comes after a devastating earthquake. Although it’s […]
November 9, 2016
No More Fucks to Give
I’ve finally reached my breaking point. I’m putting down my placard and finding a place in the shade where I can rest, away from the shouting and the confrontation. No more debating, no more arguing. You’ve finally worn me down, America. I’m retiring. I cared when President Kennedy was killed in Dallas. I cared when Bobby […]
October 27, 2016
Leaves, Books, Memories
Getting back into the swing after my week in Fort Worth has been a bit of a struggle. Coming back home to housework, refilling prescriptions, taking care of business, and my usually placid day-to-day lifestyle hasn’t been easy. Okay, I admit it. I really enjoyed the hotel life. Really enjoyed it. I enjoyed working on […]
October 19, 2016
A Woman Walks Into a Bar…
It has long been a secret desire of mine to spend my life living in a hotel. It doesn’t matter where, although the larger the city, the more appealing that life becomes. If money were no object, if family could re-adjust the values I planted in them about hearth and home, kith and kin, yeah, […]
October 7, 2016
Over the Southern Border
A week from Monday we’ll be going to Fort Worth, Texas for a few days. For Lynette it’s a business trip, but for me it’s a chance to get out of town to write, walk around downtown, linger in coffeehouses and pubs, or just sit on my arse and look out our hotel room window at the city […]
