The Sweet And The Salty


I was going through this phase where I didn’t write about the things I ususally write about- the macabre, death, curses and hexes, demons and devils and monsters.

There didn’t seem to be a place for it right now.

At least, that was the message I got from my FB newsfeed- people were asking each other to not be so dark.

I thought that maybe this wasn’t the time to make a dark world just a little darker so I toned it down.

But then…ah yes BUT THEN

it occurred to me that I was making the world a sunny, happy place for people who were telling me what to think and how to feel and what to see and say.

Who does that?

When my dog barks, I let him get a few good woofs in because that’s what dogs do- they bark.

So guess what.

How about you let me bark and I’ll let you shine.


What am I saying.

No deal.

Let’s just be who we are.


5 thoughts on “The Sweet And The Salty

  1. Have yourself a howling good time. No matter how macabre or far out your prose might be there is nothing scarier than the current White House inhabited by a scornful pumpkin head who loves dictators, loathes his country and will do anything to not offend Putin or KIm Young’Un. 🙂

    • Isn’t that the truth? Why be scared of made up monsters when there are real ones out there who don’t have to make sense the way fictional ones do!

      • As I mentioned in an earlier post this is truly the start of the Zombie apocalypse and Trump is the biggest zombie of them all. No brains. No feelings. No humanity. No nothing.

      • You know I will never hear the word zombie again and not have the image of a slack jawed dead eyed red cap wearing face pop into mind.

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