She pulled over at the church, stopping the scooter as she looked around her head on a swivel. This couldn’t be the right place, but it was the only little white church on the road. She was careful crossing the two lane rural road. The church topped the hill so cars could appear and disappear […]
Author: J.A. Summa
50, mom of a teen, wife of a chief....in search of me
Amazing what triggers memories…
I must’ve been 10-years-old. My granddad rented part of a field he had, on a road, to a driving range/mini golf and batting cage. It might not be much, but at that time, it was a small town in northern Arkansas so it was one of the few things in town for younger kids to […]
Gack! I’m meant to be writing here, not just letting it sit. So I’ve been thinking lately about technology and it’s effects on society. Social media has us all addicted to screens. It makes me wonder if there’s not something in the programming that legit addicts us. At the same time that social media brings […]
Why is it so hard…
The hardest line to draw in a piece of art, is the first line. So I suppose it makes sense that the hardest words to write are the ones in the first sentence. Is it the unknown that stops me. Gaiman recommends doing a brain dump from time to time…just blither…vomit the words all at […]
Brain Dump
Why is it the older I get the more clearly I can recall the oldest memories instead of the more recent. I remember weekends when we lived in the townhouses in Virginia. There were lots of creeks running through the development and, being kids, we caught crawdads and made branch bridges, and waded……stuff that, knowing […]
View tonight
There’s corn on the ground
Ride thoughts
When I’m behind the wheel of a car its easy to zone out on familiar roads and not really see much. It took being on the back of a Piaggio mp3 scooter to understand that I was missing a LOT. First of all, the scooter is the bastard lovechild of a Harley Davidson and a […]