Category Archives: Tales from the Carenen Cottage

Blogging, Snake-style

Posted on May 26, 2016 by

I hate snakes.  I don’t even like the useful ones, like blacksnakes, who supposedly eat rodents, copperheads (folklore, I believe), and ATF employees because the main purpose for all snakes is this – scare the bejeezus out of me the … Continue reading →

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If you buy a gardner a hose…

Posted on May 10, 2016 by

My long-suffering wife has a wonderful garden that keeps us supplied with fresh veggies for months and months, not to mention blueberries and figs.  She does the raised beds thing, and thoroughly enjoys getting dirt under her fingernails and bringing … Continue reading →

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Up On Blocks

Posted on April 14, 2016 by

I am now a Son of the South. I do not hunt. I do not fish. I do not even play golf. I am an English professor for Pete’s sake which means that I fit a certain stereotype.  I like … Continue reading →

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What’s in a Name?

Posted on March 9, 2016 by

Yesterday, dawn began with Dawn.  Dawn is my hygienist and I had an early appointment with her at my dentist’s practice.  She gave me a good report and said she’d see me in September.  This did not surprise me, but … Continue reading →

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Baby It’s Cold Inside

Posted on February 2, 2016 by

Today I emailed back and with a friend from high school days who currently lives in Dubuque, Iowa.  He mentioned that he was supposed to be in Des Moines today for a presentation (he works for the ACT people) and … Continue reading →

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Ol’ Reliable

Posted on October 26, 2015 by

Earlier this week, my 14-years-old mid-sized sedan failed me. I drove the 71 miles home from the college where I work, parked in the Publix parking lot while I went inside for a few items (beluga caviar, champagne, brie, and … Continue reading →

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Sarcasm Unnecessary

Posted on July 8, 2015 by

Sometimes I feel my spiritual gift, although it does not appear in the Bible, is sarcasm. I fight it with my students, my politics, and myself. But this morning was one of those mornings when everywhere I went, people were … Continue reading →

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It is all behind me…

Posted on June 29, 2015 by

It was the kind of pain that makes a 200-pound guy gasp even though he doesn’t want anyone to hear it. Out of pride. But as I turned to get up from my chair in front of my computer, it … Continue reading →

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Confounded by Constrictor

Posted on May 29, 2015 by

I was busy writing when my long-suffering wife, Lisa, called to me from the front porch. “Lily’s found a really big snake!” Lily is our rescue dog, one year old, part terrier and part pit, and she is smart. Anyway, … Continue reading →

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Silly Lily

Posted on May 13, 2015 by

I am working on the final revision of Thomas O’Shea novel #3 in the series. It’s called, The Face on the Other Side. I try to write mornings and attend to other things in the afternoons. Things like yard work, … Continue reading →

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