A Reason For Writing

The hunt was successful. Several wooly mammoths were killed. The tribe will have food for the coming winter. To remember the hunt and appease the gods, Noga began drawing on the cave wall. In pictures, he showed how the brave men of the tribe ran up to the mammoths and stabbed them with their spears. He showed the dead body of his cousin Roga who was trampled by a mammoth during the hunt. Continue reading “A Reason For Writing”

The Late Summer Blues

Yeah, I’ve sorta taken a break from writing. The fact is that there hasn’t been much to tell and I was in and out of such a dark mood I was afraid that if I did write something, just for the sake of writing, I’d hear the voice of Edgar Allen Poe screeching, “Hey dude, Lighten up!” Maybe the appointment I have to get my teeth cleaned on Thursday will brighten my mood. Continue reading “The Late Summer Blues”