I took a risk when I signed the contract to build a house. I was a Librarian. I was not a carpenter. I was not a plumber. I was not … Continue reading House Risk by Duane L. Herrmann
I took a risk? When? To attain what? by Jeff Cochran
I was standing on the step that says, "THIS IS NOT A STEP", and the ladder popped out from under me. My forehead hit the earth first. I lifted my … Continue reading I took a risk? When? To attain what? by Jeff Cochran
A Writer’s Risk by Linda Freedland
I’m going to put it right out there. I’m not a big risk-taker. I’ve always played it safe, a fact my son is almost ashamed of. And, if I’m being … Continue reading A Writer’s Risk by Linda Freedland
The Delight of Alpine Skiing by Mary Perrin Scott
Skiing in the Swiss Alps is terrific fun and challenging. I was nineteen years old when my parents took our family to Davos, Switzerland to ski for a week. The … Continue reading The Delight of Alpine Skiing by Mary Perrin Scott
Lake Effect Snow by William Gilbert
The lake effect snowstorms that churn up over the open waters of Lake Ontario are of epic proportions. It is not uncommon to receive dumpings of several feet of snow … Continue reading Lake Effect Snow by William Gilbert
The Book by Linda A McKenney
The clandestine handoff occurred on the grey asphalt ribbon, sandwiched between the Hudson River and the two-story brick building.“I’ve got a really cool book for you.”“Great!” I was and still … Continue reading The Book by Linda A McKenney
I, Columbus by Edward Pontacoloni
I took a risk when I sailedover the edge of the earth.I knew that I would befree falling, tumbling about in the darknessamong the celestials,like the moon and such. Like … Continue reading I, Columbus by Edward Pontacoloni
Mysteries In The Big Easy-Prologue by B.L. Miller
I took a risk when I decided to move from New York City to New Orleans. I was an artist, a painter with a case of artist block. I hadn’t … Continue reading Mysteries In The Big Easy-Prologue by B.L. Miller
Finding My Bad-Boy by Leslie Sittner
I’m sitting in a suburban golf club bar with twenty old high school classmates. It’s Friday night of our 25th high school reunion weekend. I’ve traveled from New York City … Continue reading Finding My Bad-Boy by Leslie Sittner