What is love? Poets, philosophers, painters and pundits have tried for countless generations to help us understand the human condition, the crux of which in most people’s lives is centered on the concept of love. We are born to love our mother. We learn to love our father, and our siblings. In a perfect world, … More “This twisted thing called love”
One of the challenges of following your muse is that you are totally dependent on your muse continuing to provide you with ideas. I started my project “Crash Corrigan” with a totally different name for the book and an unclear path as to how to get from point a to point b, or even where … More And now….?
Chapter 8 “So what do we know?” Emily asked the other two that evening. She had invited them over, ostensibly to study, although none of them brought any textbooks. “I know now that Bud is not ready to listen to me,” Charlie said, still nursing his cheek with a cool washcloth where it had slammed … More Crash Corrigan–Ch. 8
Chapter 7 Just as Charlie suspected, it took a lot of persuading on his part to talk his mother into letting him go to school on Monday. Mrs. Corrigan wasn’t convinced that Charlie was ready to go back, and would have been happier if he had stayed home a few more days. She was also … More Crash Corrigan–Ch. 7
Chapter 6 “You must mean your grandmother,” Emily corrected Lu. “Or maybe your great-grandmother,” Charlie added. Lu shook his head. “No, it’s my grandmother’s grandmother. She’s over a hundred years old, and she lives with us. You two come over for supper and you can talk to her.” “Why do we want to talk to … More Crash Corrigan–Ch. 6
Chapter 5 “Help! Help!” Charlie yelled as loud as he could. As the specter continued to approach him, no one seemed to hear. It was almost upon him when a thought popped into his head. You must have kept your guardian angel working overtime. Immediately he threw himself on the hope that sprang from that … More Crash Corrigan–Ch. 5
Chapter 4 Dr. Maxwell was right. Charlie found himself feeling better and better as the day wore on. Despite the medication, he began thinking more clearly and seeing and hearing more and more like his usual self. It was only occasionally that he heard the whispering and saw the shadows flirting in the distant hallways. … More Crash Corrigan–Ch. 4
Chapter 2 After my fall from grace, time got all confused. I remember darkness, a lot of pain, some garbled voices, a flash of a person’s face here and there, and a lot of blood. It was like when you fall asleep during a good movie and you try hard to stay awake and pay … More Crash Corrigan–Chapter 2
Chapter 3 I felt bad for Mom. She had her hands full, Dad wasn’t there to help her, and my being in the hospital was my own blamed fault. So when my eyes continued to play tricks on me, and the whispering started up again, I kept it to myself. There was only one person … More Crash Corrigan–Chapter 3
CHAPTER 1 What was I thinking? Those are usually the first words out of people’s mouths when they hear about the incident at the Johnson County Courthouse. They hear about how I climbed the four floors of scaffolding outside the old building early on Sunday morning (the only time we knew there wouldn’t be workers … More Crash Corrigan–chapter 1
