• Joanna commented on the post, related 2 days, 1 hour ago

    He is related to Dracula, she’s sure of it. So why is she on this date? She’s trying to find the good side of everything and everyone. She’s embraced sunshine, happiness and optimism as her core values. She knows Dracula will see that in her, respect it, and not harm her in any way. Guess what? She’s wrong.

  • Joanna commented on the post, oasis 5 days, 1 hour ago

    Is that ISIS or oasis? Such polar opposites. My daughter is my oasis. My grandson is my oasis. My granddaughter is my oasis. My writing is my oasis. My good friends are my oasis. I’ve just never seen an oasis in the desert. I would like to live in one. For a New York minute. Oh, I think I do live in one. Hawaii. Surprise. They can get quite boring.

  • Joanna commented on the post, barrier 1 week, 1 day ago

    This girl I was trying to get to open up, to talk to me, whose sister had been raped and murdered, she had built up a barrier between herself and the world. It wasn’t just me, it was everyone. She’d dropped her friends, she wouldn’t talk to her parents, she stopped going to school. When she was forced to go, she stayed mute in class, in the…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, tour 1 week, 3 days ago

    She gives me the grand tour of her castle like any bona fide princess would do. Proudly she announces her castle has 45 rooms. “We’re small,” she says, “But we’re pure gold. Ten bathrooms, 9 with solid gold fixtures, one with sterling silver for the help should they need one. Fifteen bedrooms, two libraries, one for serious students, the second…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, silverware 2 weeks, 5 days ago

    So lovely if it didn’t get tarnished. I never have found the best way to clean the silverware I have. I have 4 place settings of Toll’s Old Colonial pattern, and my younger sister has 8 placement settings. From our mother. That is the dynamic of older-younger. Self-sacrifice by the older, lack of appreciation by the younger. How many times I have…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, nightlight 1 month ago

    She loved the moon. Her favorite nightlight. All others, even the nightlights in fancy shapes sold by fancy stories with fancy prices, they were a pale imitation of the moon. She looked for the moon every evening, adored its varying faces. She wondered how some people could not see the man in the moon once it was partially full. He was her man,…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, cappuccino 1 month ago

    He waits for her, his cappuccino getting cold on the rickety cafe table. She’s always on time. What is wrong? Is she with another man? Was it something he said? He can’t stand much more of this. He throws the cup on the floor, cappuccino spilling everywhere. He looks at his watch. She’s now five minutes late.

  • Joanna commented on the post, wrong 1 month, 1 week ago

    She went down the wrong way on a one-way street. She was halfway down the one-way street, going against the traffic, although there was none, when a series of loud gunshots pierced the air. She pulled over to the sidewalk, wondering what the hell was going on. More and more bursts of noise, coming from the street one over, the one going the right…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, cost 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    The stock market plummets; the cost of food, gas, electricity, goes up. Where does it end? Perhaps with Democrats elected two weeks from now to offset our criminal Republican government? Wake up, America. Very few people, I presume, if any, are alive to remember the Great Depression after a stock market crash in 1929. Soup lines, homelessness,…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, majority 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    I’ve been looking at these words for three days and nothing comes into my mind. The majority of my mind is on hold. On vacation. Disappeared. I miss it, I want it back, but there’s no majority vote for its return because the majority of my mind has deserted me.
    Come back to me,
    Majority.
    Show up again
    and be my friend.
    Give me a call
    You…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, offer 1 month, 3 weeks ago

    He offered her his life for one kiss. She scoffed, “That’s ridiculous. What would I do with your life? My own is hard enough to live.” He laughed, “I can see already you’re going to be a real problem. I was using a metaphor.” She said, “I don’t believe in metaphors. I take everything quite literally. How would you like me to kill you once I kiss…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, gesture 1 month, 3 weeks ago

    The ‘Shaka” gesture here in Hawaii means thank you, it means that’s terrific, it means victory, it means the Aloha Spirit. It is three fingers down against one’s palm and the pinky and thumb out in opposite directions, and the hand shaking the delight of the hand’s owner.
    So what can I do when a car passes me on the right, and a well-muscled male…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, enable 1 month, 3 weeks ago

    Sue sure wanted to be enabled. No one around to drink with, so they could say to her, “No, no, go on, have another, you deserve it.” No one to cheer for her as she stole her best friend’s boyfriend, “No, no, don’t stop! Keep badmouthing her. She doesn’t deserve him. You do.” No one to help her plagiarize her senior thesis in college, “They won’t…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, ukulele 2 months ago

    The ukulele blues. Here I am, on a Hawaiian island, missing European and East Coast U.S. culture. The ukulele feels like a kid’s instrument and if they’re your kid, you feel so proud of them, but if they’re not your kid, you’re bored to death. Ditto, the hula. Again, if they’re your kid, up there on stage or on the grass or in the school…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, hoop 2 months ago

    I grew up in an age when crinolines were worn. Those uncomfortable, elastic waisted, shaped like inverted tea cups, things that replaced half-slips to be worn under skirts. I took three buses each morning in those damn things. Finally I rebelled and wore jeans to the UCLA campus. My mother was crying when I left home for the first bus. She thought…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, circus 2 months, 1 week ago

    it was a little circus on the southern edge of Greece. Was it French, Italian, were those gypsies we saw around and about? And we went in. On a lark, on the spur of the moment, because we wanted to sit down. And we saw up close what we’d only ever seen from far away. Clowns where we could see the stains on their clothing, see some meanness beneath…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, market 2 months, 2 weeks ago

    She was stuck. Unmarketable. Nothing to bring to market except an empty purse. Why could she not think outside the box? Go to market with her empty purse. Fill it with whatever she wanted. Run fast as the wind out of the store. Get caught? Not a problem. Three hots and a cot in jail.

    If I had majored in marketing in college, I would have had a…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, logical 2 months, 2 weeks ago

    I never use this word. Why? Hell if I know. Making sense. That’s the phrase I use.
    If it makes sense, then it’s logical. If it doesn’t make sense, then it’s creative. Another word I never use is illogical. It’s illogical to use the word illogical if you never use the word logical. That’s it for this subject.

  • Joanna commented on the post, handlebars 2 months, 3 weeks ago

    So he was biking, 11 years old, going fast, hit a rut, flew over the handlebars, landed smack on his head, it was before the days of “you must wear a helmet,” and died on the spot. His father handle barred his death by claiming he was immediately in touch with the boy afterward, that the boy told him he was happy in his afterlife, all was good.…[Read more]

  • Joanna commented on the post, ill 2 months, 3 weeks ago

    If you do not want to be ill, don’t go see a doctor. Their life’s blood is saying you are ill and telling you that you must take many tests to determine what you are ill with. You’re never told that it’s easily curable and thus does not need medicines or more tests or continual visits to the doctor. Just go home, turn on Netflix, turn off your…[Read more]