“What can I say? This is nearly perfect!” Darla gushed, tapping her index finger on the manuscript Mike had e-mailed his writer’s group a few days earlier. The group – five women and two men – were gathered round the big oak table at the café-in-the-woods for their Friday ritual, a wide-ranging critique of a…
Baseball is drama with an endless run and an ever changing cast. ~Joe Garagiola. Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. ~William Wordsworth. The pitcher looks to the catcher for the sign, goes into the stretch and throws the ball. A slow lob heads toward the batter. Plonk, it bounces off his…
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