A Secret Message Everyone Could See (poem) by Leanne Dyck

 A dear memory of a mother's love.

photo by ldyck

A Secret Message Everyone Could See

My mom cradled my hand in hers.

With the finger of her other hand,

she wrote letters

in my palm.

I

L

O

V

E

Y

O

U

A secret message

that only I could feel,

but everyone else

could see. 

"selfie" by ldyck

(My neighbour Kathy gave me this beautiful flower from her garden. 

It inspired the flower child in me.)

My summer reading list...

Remarkably Bright Creatures

by Shelby Van Pelt

An octopus forms a special relationship with a lonely senior citizen.

Lent to me by a friend

read

The Ultimate Sadness of Small Appliances

by Glenn Dixon

A brief book blurb by the author

Purchased online

read

A Dog's Journey

by W Bruce Cameron

Explores the special relationship between a dog and their human.

Thrift shop find

read

The Mystery Guest

by Nita Prose

A famous writer is found dead. Why? How? Who?

The second book in the Molly Maid series.

Yarn sale find

read

Homer's Odyssesy

by Gwen Cooper

The remarkable adventures of a blind cat.

Given to me by a friend

reading

Searching for Terry Punchout

by Tyler Hellard

Ordered online

to be read

Summer of My German Soldier

by Bette Greene

Ordered online

re-read (I read this book for the first time when I was in junior high.)

Claudia (short story) by Leanne Dyck

This short story was inspired by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's relationship with Sherlock Holmes.

free library in Sidney, BC

photo by ldyck

Claudia

"How's Claudia?"

"What's Claudia been up to lately?"

"When can we hear from Claudia again?"

Claudia. Claudia. Claudia. That's all she ever heard—day in, day out, each and every day. It was like the entire world was in love with Claudia. Of course, they were attracted to Claudia. Claudia was bold, dramatic, adventurous, and intriguing. She, on the other hand, was dull and boring. Just a writer. Just an author. She lingered in the shadows—overlooked and ignored. But it was her talent that had created it all. If it weren't for her, Claudia wouldn't exist. They all knew that, and yet... Claudia. Claudia. Claudia. 

She was so sick and tired of it. She was so sick of being overlooked that she was hatching a plan. She was going to kill Claudia. One more book, and Claudia, the main character in her bestsellers, would be out of her life forever.

Why Arthur Conan Doyle was Sherlock Holmes' biggest hate, according to an actual historian by El Kuiper

photo by Manon

(I'm tempted to make a comment about turkey neck,

but instead I think I'll reread last Sunday's poem.)

Taken the day Manon and I went to the Street Market in Sidney, BC

On this blog in August

Sunday, August 2

"A Secret Message Everyone Could See" (poem)

A dear memory of a mother's love.

Sunday, August 9

"Loving Lisa" (short story)

Love demands of the lovers to have faith, to trust. And if you lose faith... If trust is gone... What then?

Sunday, August 16

"I Would" (poem)

A fun, tongue-twisting poem and the ancient poem that inspired it.

Sunday, August 23

"I'm A Knitter" (short story)

Knitters have a code. What if you break that code?

Sunday, August 30 

"Jealousy" (short story)

Who is man's best friend? And what happens when another human threatens this friendship?