When she had died I had forgotten everything: all I had ever reproached her, all what had ever made me mad with anger, only a heavy remorse kicked in – why I didn’t allow her to see me regularly all those years, and in the end, why I got mad to such an extent that [...]
My personal thanks to Sage Sweetwater who befriended and encouraged me with her reviews, “Joyce’s poems are really good…Feminist godly mythology… sensuous, of love, of women and addictive, competitive drama…Angel-bearing wings, Joyce White’s poetry flies above life’s fault line.” Of my book, Sculpting the Heart with Art Therapy E-book, she says, “this book is about [...]
I ponder today on how she did it, raised us both on her own. Little help? She had family that put money in her drawers. I will never forget the time she could not afford to pay for tuition and all of a sudden ten grand appearred in a drawer the very next day. I [...]
I am who I am. I can’t be who you want me to be. DNA unlike any other; I’m an original. God only created one of me. Pre-tense is only temporary. Who I am is reality. Your opinion is just your perception of me. Get to know the true me and not just what you see. I can’t [...]
Things sure have changed since I was a kid. Nowadays they buckle up for safety and sit in the back seat in a special booster chair complete with belly pad, plush seat cover, head pillow and three position crotch strap. I remember standing up on the front seat of our Ford Fairlane, next to my [...]
This short excerpt takes you into the mind of a child during the fifties and sixties. “Children are from Heaven” is my working novel, a true story with a Universal theme. You will follow a child in her normal routine, and think as she does day to day, bringing you back to your day as a child, or someone you know.
How can people close their eye’s to those who suffer because of our economy, when the head of the family is no longer working – children are sick – and no one can afford the care to keep them alive.
With the holiday season approaching once again, many of us think of board games as a splendid choice to purchase for youngsters. What could be more enjoyable than competing against friends in a little diverting, relaxing mock battle in, for example, checkers or mancala? Or what could be more delightful, friendly, and innocent than board [...]
“The slow, sad piano melody and the floor of the lake I knew intimately as a child.” LUCKY FISH My mom, her friend Jackie, my daughter Angelina, and I all drove up to Lake George today. It was a cold day, and I didn’t want to stay outside, so I sat in the car trying [...]
Naya Maya is about to revisit her past in a way that might shake the inner core of her world and change her life forever as we hear her father’s words loud and clear, learn of his lies, deceits and betrayals and her the words of one woman as the tape recorder records, we hear the playback loud and clear and the colors of her father come through dark, black and cold.
