The Mess That Is Me

The Mess That Is Me is merely my unique observations about this crazy world that surrounds us and how I fit into it. Here I will share parts of my writing process and fears, some of our travels and reports of our events, and even about our quirky family. So grab a cup of coffee, settle back, and see what lies within this twisted mind of mine.

We arrived at Ripley’s Aquarium of the Smokies at six - dinner time. However, not having had lunch until three, we were all still quite...

It was nearing two o’clock and my stomach was protesting the lack of food. No Way Jose’s Mexican Restaurant had been nixed because I...

Our family never does anything fast. Whenever the girls and I need to be somewhere at a certain time, it’s almost a guarantee that we’re...

We made the plans back in September, eager to escape with the entire family, which for us is already a major undertaking. Still, we...

You won’t find it in a dictionary anywhere, but it is a word. At least, it’s a word in our family. It is derived from my uncle Ronnie,...

The adventure begins at midnight. If I wasn’t so worried about the kids driving through the night, it would begin as soon as the last...

I know some of you read that title and immediately assumed that this post was about spontaneous sex. I even know who some of you are who...

Plant City is Florida’s big strawberry area. One of these days I’ll take the girls there for the festival they hold. “Always go to the...

While writing a guest post for Between the Lines, a great blog by writer Sherry Rentschler, aka @poetphoenix on Twitter, I was looking...

Reaping the Harvest and my free short story, Circle ofJustice, is out on Smashwords. If I uploaded everything correctly, then it’ll be...