This is the fourth chapter of my second serial novel, The Year of the Winding Road < click here to see the main page for the novel, read the other chapters if you missed them or have no idea what this story is about. Note to readers: While this story does have events in it […]
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First Day of School – The Year of the Winding Road (Chapter One)
This is the first chapter of my second serial novel, The Year of the Winding Road < click here to see the main page for the novel, read the other chapters if you missed them or have no idea what this story is about. Note to readers: While this story does have events in it […]
Prologue – The Year of the Winding Road
This is the prologue of my second serial novel, The Year of the Winding Road < click here to see the main page for the novel, read the other chapters if you missed them or have no idea what this story is about. Note to readers: While this story does have events in it that […]
Rest well. Your story has ended
As if this month couldn’t get any weirder….. My uncle died this past Saturday. It was unexpected, at least from my scope of the story, but not entirely unexpected. You see, he was an uncle by marriage, married to my eldest maternal aunt. My memories of him were filled with him being loud and obnoxious […]
Continue the story and be alive
I often remind myself that life is not a competition to be won, especially when others seem to remind me they have it better than I do. No one wins at life simply because they have a better paying job than someone else, bought a home first, added another degree to their resume, or simply […]
On the Road Again
The other half and I have ventured out on a road trip again. Miles upon miles of highway stretched out before us, flanked by farmland. Billboards advertising adult stores, religious messages and everything in between break up the monotony, along with truck stop and gas station signs that reach sky high. There’s also the visual […]
Summer Break
Summer break is upon us, at least here in the area I call my little swath of the Midwest. Kids in traditional schools are done for the summer. So are the teachers, many of them friends of mine from my substitute teaching days. It’s been a tough year for both students and teachers alike. I […]
K. S. Wood Writes 