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Three by three they arrived early this cool autumn afternoon. Being prompt is rewarded in the third week. 1pm, at tables and chairs, we can see each other. Two groups, two rooms. Small and large. Different virtue for each class. … Continue reading →

A piece I wrote over 20 years ago at 4am. This may have been my first attempt at humor. At the time I was still living with my parents. After they went to bed I’d go to my moms room … Continue reading →

Open Salon is an online community of writers who share their work through blogs. Here’s how Open Salon explains what it is. http://open.salon.com/blog/kerry_lauerman/2008/07/24/welcome_to_our_public_beta “Happiness and delight come easy in a supportive friendly atmosphere. Agreeing to disagree courteously is impossible in … Continue reading →

I wrote this in the afternoon but didn’t have time to finish it up until now. This is my response to the many posts and comments about who is a writer. Though it doesn’t seem like in in the beginning, … Continue reading →

I was 8. He was 34. I was at the summer babysitters house. I spent that season with Jamie, a 12 year old who was the coolest person I knew. I was her shadow. Other than seeing myself trail around … Continue reading →

I have half an hour to write. I’ve got most of an 80% cocao content extra dark in my backpack. I’m sipping strong decaf loaded with cream. Old show music sings behind me. Hello sun! You’re why I came to … Continue reading →

Many here on OS are polished writers. I’m not one of them. I believe a few of the posts I’ve shared here are good, but I haven’t developed the skill of artfully discussing every day issues in a way that … Continue reading →

There will be a last time I pick up my youngest child. I won’t know it’s the last time. I won’t realize that he hasn’t wrapped his little legs around my belly, little arms around my neck, head on my … Continue reading →

What do you do with a dad, fully recovered from quadruple bypass surgery, who spends 22 hours a day either in his recliner with the wooden arms or in the once new bed you bought him as a recovery gift. … Continue reading →

Click “Submit Abuse” if you feel this post is inappropriate. Explain why below if you wish. Cancel Between Monday night and now, I’ve lerned something I already knew. Every person’s story is important. If not to them, it’s important to … Continue reading →