Five O’clock Somewhere

Cheney366skies, Daily Photo, Fiction, Writing Challenges13 Comments

No one bothers me at the grocery store. I’m invisible there, just another overweight, frumpy looking mom wandering the aisles with my cart, telling myself that 33 is still a tender age. I’ll spend ten minutes in the can aisle, picking up tins of peas and green beans in slime even though I would never buy them, because I’m an … Read More

Discretion Pays

CheneyWriting Challenges23 Comments

“There’s someone at the door!” “They can knock all they want to, dearie. I know my house. I know they won’t be able to hear you scream.” Outside, the mailman takes his tip from the box. He’s paid enough to never tell.

People Do Things 

CheneyAdulting, Daily Photo, NaNoWriMo, Setting Goals8 Comments

Well today was quite a day. I took Elise to school, came home, took a shower, fixed myself some more coffee, and watched the latest episode of The Walking Dead. Then, I procrastinated on the internet for about two and half hours, then had a snack. THEN I wrote 3,036 words, bringing my NaNoWriMo day two total (so far) to … Read More

Little Paper Heart

CheneyWriting Challenges7 Comments

“Mommy?” “I’m busy.” “Mommy, look at what I made!” “Not now, I’m watching my show.” “Mommy, look, it’s a picture I drew for you.” “I’ll look at it later.” “Mommy, please, LOOK!” “Not NOW!” She walks away, picture fluttering to the floor.

Who does she think she is?

CheneyFiction, On Writing, Writing Challenges11 Comments

Who does she think she is? I ask myself this over and over as I’m sitting at my vanity, applying thick coats of concealer and constructing my mask. Yesterday I cut my hair short – boy short. Today I do the hard work of hiding myself, turning my pretty girl face into just another anonymous guy. Who does she think … Read More

Not For Me

CheneyPoetry, Writing Challenges12 Comments

I ask with  my smiles I ask swinging my hips I ask with hot meals and Sweet desserts I ask shyly I ask opening my legs I ask with witty Profile descriptions I ask for love But the answer Is always No Thank you to all who read this sad little poem and voted for me this week. I am … Read More