Comfort Food

Charli Mills’ May 4th Flash Fiction Challenge was to write a story in 99 words (no more, no less) about comfort food. How can this familiarity influence a story or character? Is it something unusual like Twinkies from the 1970’s? Or is it something from home, from another place or time? As always, she suggests we... Continue Reading →

The Hope Chest

Martha side-steps her way past the busy work tables toward the back of the wood-shop. “Tom, where are you? Tom!”    “Mom, you’re early.”   “I know, but we gotta go. Pew, it smells in here,” says Martha brushing sawdust from her sleeves. “That’s the tung oil wood finish reacting with maple. It’ll dissipate. Wanna see... Continue Reading →

Heralds of Spring and Gratitude – The Tulip

This is a story that Canadians talk about every spring. It’s a story about kindness, courage and gratitude. It involves one of the many heralds of spring – the beautiful, graceful and colourful tulip. It starts one fateful afternoon in May 1940. Nazi Germany ignores the Netherlands proclamation of neutrality and cross their borders anyway.... Continue Reading →

The Rescue

The hawk screeched and dived toward its prey. Jen held her breath and screamed when one of the talons clipped the pigeon’s wing, leaving it powerless, plummeting to the ground. She ran across the field toward the fallen dove, flailing her arms and shrieking at the hawk. Jen kneeled down beside the motionless bird. “You're... Continue Reading →

Memories of Myths, Fables and Fairy Tales

I was about four or five when I first heard the story of Thumbelina. My mother and I were cuddled together in my ‘big girl’ bed between a set of fresh sheets and a fluffy pink blanket. I felt safe and loved as she held me gently and told me the story she had memorized... Continue Reading →

Steeltown, Slag Glass and Heirlooms

What I remember most about Hamilton was the smell that greeted visitors as they motored along the QEW (Queen Elizabeth Way) and over the old Skyway bridge toward Hamilton.  A pungent, suffocating odor emanated from the huge smoke stacks that dominated the skyline, shrouding the bay area in a greenish/yellow cloud.  Enormous slag piles lined... Continue Reading →

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