Creative non-fiction

It’s going to be,

a beautiful day,

I just know it,

the patch of sky,

I can see from,

my desk,

is very blue.

As I was checking,

my emails,

this morning,

out of the corner,

of my eye,

I saw an add,

for classes,

creative non-fiction.

My first thought?

What the *&** is,

creative non-fiction.



I thought,

isn’t this blog,

creative non-fiction.

I think,

it may be.

A person,

very dear,

to my heart,

asked me,


how much is real,

how much is not.

Is BB, real?

The answer is,

of course,

she is,


of course,

she’s not.

I don’t know.

I think I may have,

found my answer,





may all be exercises,

in creative non-fiction.

What do you think?

Later girls,


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Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my very early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

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