Mildred & Monty

Mildred was hiding in a beam above the kitchen. I felt her gaze and, looking up, caught sight of her. She stared at me from the knotted wood. What peculiar eyes, I thought, what an elongated, fearsome forehead and skull, what a beak, what a... Abandoning my crack-of-dawn tea drinking, I shot to the bedroom… Continue reading Mildred & Monty

Creators, Not Victims

Tea is a salve when trouble brews... I've got good and bad news. If you recognize the post title, you're on the ball. It's a re-post. That's the bad news. The good news is that I've overhauled of my entire blog. It happened in a roundabout way and turned me upside down for days. I… Continue reading Creators, Not Victims

A Series of Bizarre Events by Epsom Bukitt – Part 2

If pills were gods, my mom and I would worship at the feet of Aspirin. We eat something to line the stomach, make a cup of tea, and swoosh down aspirin. I’ve seldom been sick or physically injured (that’s changing) so swooshing down pills with a hot drink isn’t a habit.  Not seeking medical treatment is… Continue reading A Series of Bizarre Events by Epsom Bukitt – Part 2

A Series of Bizarre Events by Epsom Bukitt – Part 1

If something smells good enough to eat one should anticipate something trying to do just that – eat it. Before we get to the bizarre, appetizing details, allow me, please, to fill in the blanks so we’re on the same page. It’s the background story, which might be the most interesting part. For quite a few… Continue reading A Series of Bizarre Events by Epsom Bukitt – Part 1