In Chapter 31 Our boys find themselves on a mission, alone on a dark road, in the middle of the night, in a cold heavy rain, and scared outta their minds. Tempers were starting to run high and as most of us do, they were starting to doubt themselves. There’s a lesson here. If youContinue reading ““Hope” Boiled down”
Category Archives: Tin Cup Clan Excerpts
Time to meet the Witch
Well… here it is, the central theme in the first “Tin Cup Clan” book. I admit I’ve put the ol’ girl off for awhile, after all, there were other subjects we needed to address. I need to begin by reminding all, there are always at least two sides to every story. The Witch is certainlyContinue reading “Time to meet the Witch”
The Measure of a “Best” Friend
How would you define the word “friend.” What’s required of us to “be” a friend, or to “have” a friend? I reckon those simple questions have perplexed folk for about as long as the good Lord’s blessed us with thought. Some say a friend is someone you can share the deepest darkest parts of yourContinue reading “The Measure of a “Best” Friend”
School Bus Etiquette: (Just where are we s’posed to sit anyways)
Here’s an excerpt from T.C.C. (Mystery of the Leech cemetery witch). Most of us remember the unwritten law of seating on the school bus. Where did you sit, how was the view from your section? This was our section and how it looked from a fifth grade point of view. I hope this brings backContinue reading “School Bus Etiquette: (Just where are we s’posed to sit anyways)”
Who is this Witch that you speak of?
Written by Michael Miller I’ve traveled a bit. I believe that’s a fair statement, I agree its a bit underwhelming. Towns nestled on the New England shores to the Gulf Coast (and several points in between) have at one time or another been called “home.” They’ve all been small towns, narrow streets lined withContinue reading “Who is this Witch that you speak of?”
Mr. Bill’s “shadow theory”
Excerpt Chapter 22: Bill scratched his head through his paper hat and took long pull from his cigarette. Then, with a long almost burdened breath blew the smoke into the rain. I figure… everybody’s life leaves behind a mark, a kind of shadow that hangs around long after we’re gone. The longer the life, theContinue reading “Mr. Bill’s “shadow theory””
