Author: cm writes

  • The Flying Fork

    When Jack stepped into our lives, I was about eleven—still a child, but old enough to understand the weight of change. There were four of us, three girls and one boy, a small crowd of tender hearts trying to find balance after the long disruption of our parents’ separation. My older sister, already grown in…

  • Marry the Guy Who

    This was sent to me by a friend some time ago. Credit for the writing was not cited. So this is by an anonymous. Will go on long walks with you. He will want to know who she is, why she is and how she does things. She will feel searched out, he will seek…

  • Frog Kissing

    As a young princess, I tried kissing frogs to find my prince but gave up at age eight. I dreamed of a prince and asked Uncle Ernie, but he could not answer. My mother found her prince, which disheartened me. As I grew up, I realized there was no prince charming. Eventually, someone walked into…