Tag: writing

• Is Our Destiny Foretold?

  [Is this the world we want? Image source: Google search.] We cannot change what we are not aware of, and once we are aware, we cannot help but change. ~~Sheryl Sandberg A year has passed and here I am once again laying in bed with my heavily bandaged right foot propped on a dark red…

  patrickjegan

  February 23, 2025

  Childhood, In Search of Lost Time, LGBT, Melancholy Thoughts, Real Personal History, Religious Intolerance, Silent Political Protest, winter

  #february28economicblackout, #footsurgery, #postopmusingswhilelyinginbed, blogging, books, life, politics, writing

• Coal For Christmas

  [Another year. Another Christmas. I republish this every holiday season with a tweak here and there. This story is true and I am passing it down to new readers and my two children and my grandson. Every story from our own lives or the lives of those we once loved…every story is worth telling. There…

  patrickjegan

  December 21, 2024

  A Christmas Eve story, Childhood, Family, grandparents, Grandson, History, Home, ice, Melancholy Thoughts, Memories, non-fiction, Real Personal History, son, winter

  #ChristmaseveStory, #christmasinpennsylvania, #christmasstory, #memoriesofchristmas, #myfatherschristmasstory, A Father's tale, Christmas Eve Story, My Childhood, writing

• On A Warm Halloween, Here’s Something For You

  [The author at Highgate Cemetery, September, 2024. London. Photo is mine.] When I was a child, I was afraid of ghosts. When I grew up, I realized people are more scary. ~~Anon Once more, another year, another Halloween and another opportunity for me to share something spooky with you. No ghost photos this year. Not…

  patrickjegan

  October 30, 2024

  death, Dreams, Fables & Folklore, Ghost Story, Ghosts, Holding onto the Past, marriage, Melancholy Thoughts, moon, owego ny, Short Fiction, Spring Season, terminal cancer, winter

  #evergreencemeteryowegony, #originalghoststory, #TheWormMoon, death, nature, owego ny, poetry, winter, writing

• My 400th Blog!

    [Hi, I’m Fluffy. Remember me? My human, Pat, has used me in other posts in shameless attempts to peddle one of his books.  I hope you like this one. You see, Pat suffers from severe Post Holiday Blues and if he doesn’t get a lot of likes and comments…well, I may have to be…

  patrickjegan

  December 27, 2017

  Blogging, California, Childhood, Creativity, daughter, Deserts, Home, Love, Memories, Travels, Uncategorized

  blogging, celebrating blogging, writing

• Between Patience and Fortitude

  Despite what my weather app informed me about this afternoon–that the temperature was heading toward the low 40’s, I’m still having the feeling that my wool jacket (more of a pea coat) is merely for show.  The cold wind slices through me like a Triscut dips through Roasted Red Pepper and Garlic Hummus. I’m chilled…

  patrickjegan

  March 3, 2015

  Blogging, Ghost Story, New York City, Real Personal History, Travels

  5th Avenue, Bob Dylan, ghost story, New York City, novel, Public Library, reading rooms, winter in New York City, writing