Day: May 5, 2010

  • And This Is What I Don’t Want

    And This Is What I Don’t Want

    The old man sits in his chair, sleeping while the TV is on loud enough to be heard clearly in any corner of the house and most of corners of the two-acre garden beyond the barn out back. But he is sleeping, and his wife is grateful. She’d prefer a different TV show, perhaps a…

  • And This Is What I Want

    And This Is What I Want

    Last night, I realized exactly what I want. I’ve been told to say the words, to express the vision, to make my wish list. Yes, I know what I want and how I want it to be. It was both the good and the bad that made me know without a doubt what I want.…

  • The Wheel Turns

    The Wheel Turns

    Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Crimes to the Third Degree. A lot of my friends moved last year, either to marry or for job opportunities. When I say a lot, I mean most of them. I don’t blame them—the Wheel turns and provides narrow windows of opportunity, and you take them or you…

  • What’s Romantic?

    What’s Romantic?

    “What’s the most romantic thing a man can give a woman?” one of the married men in my office asks, contemplating a major upcoming anniversary in his homelife. “Flowers? Candy? Dinner out?” None of the above, I think. From the Bookshelf Rite of Reckoning — a Southern witch returns home to secrets that won’t stay…

  • Twin Flames

    Twin Flames

    I read an article on twin flames recently, and it resonated with me. I’ve never quite fit into the Cinderella fantasy but I’m not so cold-hearted that I can swear off love and spend the rest of my life in relationship remission. The article suggested that we are all basically one of four types when…

  • Night Travels, Part 2

    Night Travels, Part 2

    The next time I’m aware of my astral travels, I’m not alone. After my surprise visit to a location 20 miles away, I wonder where I’ll “astral” to next. I find myself walking in a green field with a pagan author I’ve never met. We are working on a collaboration of marketing efforts for our…

  • Night Travels, Part 1

    Night Travels, Part 1

    Let me state right out that I don’t do drugs. Maybe this kind of thing would be easier; maybe not. But since I don’t do drugs and I’m right now having the first glass of wine I’ve had in….three? months, I don’t do a lot of alcohol either. I’m not under the influence of anything…

  • Women Are from Neptune, Men Are from Uranus

    Women Are from Neptune, Men Are from Uranus

    You learn the funniest things about men and women just from a morning at the mechanic’s. Like toilet behavior. You learn the funniest things about men and women just from a morning at the mechanic’s. Like toilet behavior. From the Bookshelf Rite of Reckoning — a Southern witch returns home to secrets that won’t stay…

  • Bad on One Hand, Good on the Other

    Bad on One Hand, Good on the Other

    Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Crimes to the Third Degree. Sigh. What next? Breakage, theft, loss. Just shell out the cash! Geez. The “bad” today was when I was dragging the watering hose to the far corner of the yard, the one little spot I hadn’t thought to ward, and…well…the plants were gone.…

  • Get a Life…Yours, Not Mine

    Get a Life…Yours, Not Mine

    Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Crimes to the Third Degree. I don’t understand why this woman is so obsessed with me, and it’s really getting on my nerves. You’d think she has a life of her own, but no…she’s totally focused on me and on what’s going on in my life, even when…

  • High Maintenance Homes and Girls

    High Maintenance Homes and Girls

    Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Crimes to the Third Degree. It’s strange where a woman on her own will focus her financial priorities. With the real estate market stale here since Hurricane Katrina—as in no one wants to live near the coast anymore—I’ve seen my assets decrease substantially in the past year, especially…

  • Milestone

    Milestone

    Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Crimes to the Third Degree. I heard someone say that forgiveness is giving up all hope of a better past. I’m not sure if what I’m feeling tonight is forgiveness. It feels more like…understanding. So here I sit in the wee hours of the morning, bawling my eyes…